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Quotes

Imaginaţia este mai importantă decât cunoaşterea. Cunoaşterea este limitată. Imaginaţia înconjură lumea – Albert Einstein

Pretuim prea putin ceea ce obtinem prea usor -Thomas Paine

Cauta iubirea cu inima, nu cu capul. – Mark Twain

Dragostea e ca focul, daca n-o intretii, se stinge. – M. I. Lermontov

Nu mai trage cu ochiul, imi vei sageta inima. – Ionut Caragea

Dragostea este misterul intre doi oameni, nu asemanarea dintre ei. – John Fowles

Poate ca au avut dreptate cand au pus dragostea in carti; se prea poate ca ea sa nu poata exista in alta parte. – William Faulkner

Cum iti masori dragostea pe o scara de la 1 la 10 ?

1.Daca iti dai nota 1 ori ai Alzheimer si ai uitat deja intrebarea ori esti proaspat iesit de la inchisoare.

2.Locul doi este inceputul unei prietenii frumoase din clasa a doua cand o iubesti atat de mult ca ii pui mereu piedica .

3.Nota 3 este pentru cei aflati la inceputul unui lung si frumos divort.

4.Nota 4 este pentru cei care isi cauta avocatul de divort .

5.Nota 5 este pentru cuplurile care stau cu parintii.

6.Este deja nota la care ii cauti un inel.

7.Totul este lapte si miere , sunteti proaspat instalati in casuta voastra din suburbii , cu verighetele noi pe degete .

8.Deja il iubesti atat de mult ca te transformi .

9.S-a emis un ordin de restrictie pe numele tau .

10. Esti undeva intr-o cabana in munti , politia e pe urmele tale , iar el e conservat in borcanele de pe rafturile camarii tale cu bunataturi

Rudyard Kipling

If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: „Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!