It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important. What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere, it hides a well.
Parlons de ce que nous laisse ce voyage. Un souvenir, une pensée, une image, des mots qui résistent à l'oubli! Parlons de cette vie là, qui se vit et qui sévit! une vie qui passe encore et encore et puis qui s'arrête pour toujours!
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important. What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere, it hides a well.
Every morning, I wake up and jot down a few thoughts in my journal. Sometimes trivial, sometimes profound, they stem from a moment lived or the memory of a past experience. Then, on a sticky note, I distill the essence of my reflection into a few phrases: “fragments”. I had already shared those from November and December. Here are my January fragments. May they find you in the best of spirits. May this year bring you the best of the best and a glimmer of light even in the shadows. January’s Fragments: 📌 1. Every year carries within it the old soul that judges and the child that dreams. A nostalgia and a hope. A fatalistic lucidity and a fantastic madness. 📌 2. Dear God, may this year be soft and light. This is the prayer of those who refuse to grow up. Dear God, may I adapt to this life—sometimes harsh, sometimes sad, often indifferent. May I find joy, even in adversity. 📌 3. Man carries an eternal ambivalence. 📌 4. I believe in good faith, in willpower, and in progress.
I get confused with you because I never blur the tracks on my state of mind! Thank you for having taught me that an evil fortunately lived, makes painfully unhappy! Thank you for telling me that declaring myself con reflects how much I refuse to understand myself! Your presence is a present that I do not very often consider to be worth in the present, but our memories do you justice by reminding me how exceptional you are. Thank you for making me human by accepting my weaknesses and making me special by reminding me of my personal exploits! I thank you for having confidence in me, the confidences serve to rest in unassailable fortresses, you are as I am towards you! Thank you for our laughter, for our humors that sometimes hide our unfathomable and soundproof misfortunes!
Friend, A name attributed too often wrongly!A name given up most often, for lack of finding the definition of a nascent relationship!A name worth inscribed in capital letters! A capital relationship, with an influence capable of changing a stone heart into a master stone on which one can build!A friend opens your arms, hold …