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We Need To Create A New Revolution, And To Do That, Don’t Waste Your Life: Stop Pleasing People, And Become Who You Always Wanted To Be.

Scars Are Medals Branded On The Flesh, And Your Enemies Will Be Frightened By Them Because They Are Proof Of Your Long Experience Of Battle.

The Srongest Love Is The Love Which Is Not Afraid To Show The Weakness

That's The Problem, We Do Get Used To Things.

The Lake Was Silent For Some Time. Finally, It Said: "i Weep For Narcissus, But I Never Noticed That Narcissus Was Beautiful. I Weep Because, Each Time He Knelt Beside My Banks, I Could See, In The Depths Of His Eyes, My Own Beauty Reflected.