So true…

„Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. sometimes we cry with everything except tears. In the end, that’s all there is: love and its duty, sorrow and its truth. In the end that’s all we have – to hold on tight until the dawn”.

„He had said once that nothing grieves more deeply or pathetically than one half of a great love that isn’t meant to be. And he was right, of course, up to a point. But I coulnd’t let it go, that hope of loving her, and I couldn’t ignore the instinct that enjoined me to wait, and wait, and wait”.

„They’d lied to me and betrayed me, leaving jagged edges where all my trust had been, and I didn’t like or respect or admire them any more, but still I loved them. I had no choice. I understood that, perfectly, standing in the white wilderness of snow. You can’t kill love. Yopu can’t even kill it with hate. You can kill in – love, and loving, and even loveliness. You can kill them all, or numb them into dense, leaden regret, but you can’t kill love itself. Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it’s part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die”.

„The cloak of the past is cut from patches of feeling, and sewn with rebus threads. Most of the time, the best we can do is wrap it around ourselves for comfort or drag it behind us as we struggle to go on. But everything has its cause and its meaning. Every life, every love, every action and feeling and thought has it’s reason and significance: its beginning, and the part it plays in the end. Sometimes, we do see. Sometimes, we see the past so clearly, and read the legend of its parts with such acuity, that every stitch of time reveals its purpose, and a kind of message is enfolded in it. Nothing in any life, no matter how well or poorly lived, is wiser that failure or clearer than sorrow. And in the tiny, precious wisdom that they give to us, even those dread and halted enemies, suffering and failure, have their reason and their right to be”.

“Shantaram” – David Gregory Roberts

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