… whichever way this went, they’d have scars from this night.

Scars and scabs and things which could not be spoken. And that made her feel utterly hopeless.

– Adelheid Manefeld –

Ph : Luke Geoffrey

People tended to forgive only partially. They forgave in order to, one day, get a chance to remind those they’d forgiven about their failings. They forgave to feel righteous. That’s why forgiveness was so painful – because it meant conceding. It meant letting go of her case without a rebuttal. True forgiveness knew no justice. It was liberating, most probably… but freedom comes at a cost. Freedom is never free.

– Adelheid Manefeldt –

After all relationships had sell-by dates. Sometimes, the ones with the most passion were the ones to burn out faster. Others had a sweet and long-winding coil which burned with slow amicability. At times, it was true, people rekindled a dying ember with a new flame. But they hardly ever noticed the rekindling had come after some time of estrangement – whether physical or emotional. Because people needed newness to make a thing last indefinitely. To make it really last. And because Jan didn’t like letting people go, she knew to look for the signs of love’s waning. So she could tell how to ease it down slowly into its grave and keep her lovers as friends. Because she really believed people were meant to cross paths. People were meant to stay in your life. There was a reason for all encounters. And relationships had to be cosseted, no matter their shelf life. But they had to be allowed to change shape and form. It had to be given space to grow into something different.

– Adelheid Manefeldt – Consequence

Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another?

We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person’s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well,

but do we really know anything important about anyone?

– Haruki Murakami – The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,such shaping fantasies, that apprehendmore than cool reason ever comprehends.

The lunatic, the lover and the poetare of imagination all compact:

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, sees Helen’s beauty in a brow of Egypt:

The poet’s eye, in fine frenzy rolling,doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;

And as imagination bodies forththe forms of things unknown …

– William Shakespeare – A Midsummer Night’s Dream

She had an overwhelming desire to tell him, like the most banal of women. Don’t let me go, hold me tight, make me your plaything, your slave, be strong!

But they were words she could not say.

The only thing she said when he released her from his embrace was, “You don’t know how happy I am to be with you.” That was the most her reserved nature allowed her to express.

– Milan Kundera –

https://m.youtube.com/watch?index=51&list=PL7Hz6edqHjb2ETjH2g8CGuUq26Y97WTeq&v=GfNh9FOpEOo

Vicente Amigo – Bolero a Los Padres

Ph : Bruno Dayan

i try hard to spread my wings

you better look real high above all things

you gotta stay together,

make things better

i try hard to learn new things

you better

work real hard,

on your fears instead

of fighting together,

work together

try to see the reasons

why you sacrifice

and lie the reason

we continue to deny

i only hear you say

the answer is to pray

but what if God

himself is lost today …

now that i have spread

my wings now

i don’t want to fly

away from here

i want to stay forever,

make things better

i try hard to learn

new things you better

work real hard on your beliefs

instead of fighting together,

work together …

but all i can see

is our longing to belong

in we’re all alone afraid

of the other side

the other side …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9t7TNnpAWYs&app=m&persist_app=1

Yael Naim- I try hard