Joss Whedon

⁠Todos os sentimentos bons são valiosos. Acredite e tenha fé. Transborde!

Se deixarmos de acreditar nos sonhos, a vida perde o sentido, perde as cores.

Provérbios, Antigo Testamento, PV, 14:22

Provérbios, PV, 14:22, Por acaso não se afastam do caminho os que planejam o mal? Mas haverá amor e fidelidade para os que planejam o bem.

Eu acredito que as contradições não são opostos a serem resolvidos, mas contrapontos a serem considerados. Em vez de ficar frustrado com o que parece inconciliável em uma contradição, a melhor opção é perceber que uma contradição nos ajuda a fazer conexões que talvez nunca tenhamos considerado.

Quando nós dizemos "Eu te amo" o objeto do nosso amor não é o outro mas o que achamos que o outro seja, a ideia do outro, a representação do outro, a imagem o outro. Essa é mais fácil de amar, essa você controla, essa é sua, essa está em você.

Provérbios, Antigo Testamento, PV, 7:7

Provérbios, PV, 7:7, vi entre os ingênuos, e descobri entre os jovens um que não tinha juízo.

⁠Baby, aqui é fácil confundir Ser feliz é mais do que sorrir Sem like, sem hype, não curte, cancela Quem é você por trás dessa tela

“I want you to tell me about every person you've ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn't think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mothers name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mothers joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you've been unkind. Tell me all the ways you've been cruel.Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin? Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea? And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me, how would you explain the miracle of my life to me? And for all the times you've knelt before the temple of yourself, have the prayers you've asked come true? And if they didn't did you feel denied? And if you felt denied, denied by who[m]? I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass. If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh? Have you ever been a song? See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds. And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would because you’d never want it to stop.”

I Reis, Antigo Testamento, 1RS, 16:18

I Reis, 1RS, 16:18, Quando Zinri viu que a cidade havia sido tomada, foi para a fortaleza do palácio real, pôs fogo no palácio real e morreu,

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