Ian Mecler

Sorrir é a melhor maneira de se lidar com situações difíceis.

Salmos, Antigo Testamento, SL, 72:16

Salmos, SL, 72:16, Haja na terra abundância de cereais, que ondulem até o alto dos montes. Sejam os seus frutos como os do Líbano, e das cidades floresçam os habitantes como a erva da terra.

Saber encontrar a alegria na alegria dos outros é o segredo da felicidade.

⁠"Seja forte, minha companheira...para que possa ficar inabalada quando eu cair; para que eu possa saber que os estilhaçados fragmentos de minha canção têm em você melodia mais bela; para que eu possa dizer ao meu coração que você começa onde eu, ao morrer, acabo, e passa a compreender mais."

Tudo, tudo que eu compreendo, eu compreendo somente porque eu amo.

É preciso coragem para mudar o coração das pessoas.

I stand in the ring in the dead city and tie on the red shoes. Everything that was calm is mine, the watch with an ant walking, the toes, lined up like dogs, the stove long before it boils toads, the parlor, white in winter, long before flies, the doe lying down on moss, long before the bullet. I tie on the red shoes. They are not mine. They are my mother’s. Her mother’s before. Handed down like an heirloom but hidden like shameful letters. The house and the street where they belong are hidden and all the women, too, are hidden. All those girls who wore the red shoes, each boarded a train that would not stop. Stations flew by like suitors and would not stop. They all danced like trout on the hook. They were played with. They tore off their ears like safety pins. Their arms fell off them and became hats. Their heads rolled off and sang down the street. And their feet – oh God, their feet in the market place - their feet, those two beetles, ran for the corner and then danced forth as if they were proud. Surely, people exclaimed, surely they are mechanical. Otherwise… But the feet went on. The feet could not stop. They were wound up like a cobra that sees you. They were elastic pulling itself in two. They were islands during an earthquake. They were ships colliding and going down. Never mind you and me. They could not listen. They could not stop. What they did was the death dance. What they did would do them in.

É melhor escolher conscientemente o que acreditamos no presente do que seguir inconscientemente os padrões do passado !

Não tome iniciativa com base no que os outros pensam e dizem. Decida você mesmo àquilo que realmente importa.

Aprenda a lidar com a dor ou morra sufocada por ela.