“Another day, another page within this book of my soul.”
Source: If Stars Could Speak
“The repercussion of your thoughts are like ripples in the water; you never know how far they will reach.”
Source: The Art of Inner Peace: The Law of Attraction for Inner Peace
“When our mind is entangled with anger, jealousy, or sadness, we can be in that state hour after hour, day after day. It’s a pity, because meanwhile, life is wondrous. If we only concentrate on breathing in and seeing that our body is a wonder, we can see that nothing else is really important. It’s only the peace in our body and in our mind that matters. Anyone can attain this insight. While we sit, we can be with our breathing, we can let go of tensions, and we can have peace. This peace is the most precious thing there is, more precious than any pursuit.”
Source: How to Relax
“Once you get your mind right, happiness and inner peace is sure to follow.”
Source: The Art of Inner Peace: The Law of Attraction for Inner Peace
“Failures are nothing more than the dues you have to pay to get where you want to be in life.”
Source: The Art of Inner Peace: The Law of Attraction for Inner Peace
“We look for the fleeting glimpses of light outside of us, when all along, we have had the sun within us.”
Source: If Stars Could Speak
“Everyday is a painting of thought; every moment is a brush stroke for the next.”
Source: If Stars Could Speak
“Well, I guess she meant giving up that part of you that let's you know who you are. She would often say, 'Child, there's gonna come a time when you'll look at the world and not know what the blazes is going on. Somebody' ll be calling you their father, their husband, their boss--whatever. And it can get confusing, trying to sort all that out, and you can lose yourself in other people's minds. You can forget what you really want and believe. So you keep that mirror and when it's crazy outside, you look inside and you'll always know exactly where you are and what you are. And you call that peace.”
Source: Linden Hills
“Kao oko mrtvaca jednog
sjaje oko našeg vrta bednog,
fenjeri.
Da l' noć na tebe svile prospe?
Jesi li se digla među gospe?
Gde si sad Ti?
Voliš li još noću ulice,
kad bludnice i fenjeri stoje
pokisli?
A rage mokre parove vuku,
u kolima, k'o u mrtvačkom sanduku,
što škripi.
Da nisi sad negde nasmejana,
bogata i rasejana,
gde smeh vri?
O, nemoj da si topla, cvetna,
O, ne budi, ne budi sretna,
bar ti mi, ti.
O, ne voli, ne voli ništa,
ni knjige, ni pozorišta,
k'o učeni.
Kažeš li nekad, iznenada,
u dobrom društvu, još i sada,
na čijoj strani si?
O, da l' se sećaš kako smo išli,
sve ulice noću obišli
po kiši?
Sećaš li se, noćne su nam tice
i lopovi, i bludnice,
bili nevini.
Stid nas beše domova cvetnih,
zarekli smo se ostat' nesretni,
bar ja i Ti.
U srcu čujem grižu miša,
a pada hladna, sitna kiša.
Gde si sad Ti?”
“Peace is not a statement, peace is existence.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier