Submissions
These aphorisms have been submitted by users but are not (yet) included in the official collection.
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tiny.ag/arpio0j4 · submitted 2019 by romantica
When you love you give meaning to this world.
tiny.ag/m714tfur · submitted 2019 by romantica
With what can we feed the soul in the world of emptiness other than with prayer?
tiny.ag/ichvo8jp · submitted 2019 by romantica
All the stars in the sky cannot worth as much as yours only because it belongs to you.
tiny.ag/qsxycsav · submitted 2019 by romantica
All the stars in the sky cannot worth as much as yours only because it belongs to you.
tiny.ag/sixyrxcz · submitted 2019 by romantica
How many consuming fires can there be in the words: freedom, peace and democracy and how easy they can be extinguished by ignorance, stupidity and arrogance?
tiny.ag/tzesbf9k · submitted 2019 by romantica
The only advantage of knowledge is that it can justify suffering.
tiny.ag/yx8nuaib · submitted 2019 by romantica
God, listen to the absurdity within us and raise us from the illusion!
tiny.ag/uablyrdt · submitted 2019 by romantica
We are in the world where the longing mountains are the most grounded.
tiny.ag/fzmacm3w · submitted 2019 by romantica
There is no better guide to this world than oblivion.
tiny.ag/qe45pyag · submitted 2019 by romantica
Never hide your fear because it will become your own God, hidden inside you.
tiny.ag/7b5my6fn · submitted 2019 by romantica
What branch does not have its leaves and which twig will not have its flowers?
tiny.ag/is72059s · submitted 2019 by romantica
The field of the soul must be watered by the rain with tears of love; otherwise it will become a desert.
tiny.ag/rhihwyl9 · submitted 2019 by romantica
Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion.
tiny.ag/b6mjzpdo · submitted 2019 by romantica
What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self? What can this symbiosis between two souls can be? What can love be when you feel you cannot sleep at night, that every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart, when every breeze of wind has magical meanings? What can love be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with the soul you love? But what can love be in other transcendental realities? What about our souls? Are our souls a waterfall, a true Niagara or a smile, a flirt of an angel? Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a summer rain? Our souls could be all of this and much more. But what really happens in that transcendental reality when we feel we are truly in love, that we love so much that it hurts? That the air in the room is unbreathable, that the sentimental, spiritual or physical distances kill us? What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for the person we love so much, our Great Love? What are all thses? What are the looks lost in the desert horizons of unfulfilment or those in the eyes that deeply loose each other in the others inside the souls?
tiny.ag/szi8nlfh · submitted 2019 by romantica
Where I will find peace other than in oblivion?
tiny.ag/v7sdqfnf · submitted 2019 by romantica
The dawn of beauty always comes after night
tiny.ag/wnhlshcg · submitted 2019 by romantica
Your eyes will always be closer to your soul than to any other part of your body except the heart.
tiny.ag/jo3zgiqw · submitted 2019 by romantica
Rain drops are not the ones who bring the clouds.
tiny.ag/9bw8jnos · submitted 2019 by romantica
Only in the eyes of love you can find infinity.
tiny.ag/ugp0vh32 · submitted 2019 by Wmd
Writers are the pearl divers of the human spirit.
Walt Dunlap, From "Why I Love Trees."
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