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Men understand so little. Women are more often drawn to an unsuccessful, defeated man than to one who is happy and successful, because each woman’s active, affirmative love tempts her… Do you understand? Active love. Men are absorbed in their work, and so love comes only third in importance for them. They know only how to talk with a woman for a while, stroll with her through a garden, enjoy a pleasant moment together, and shed a few tears at her grave—nothing more. For us, however, love is life itself. I love you, and that means that in my dreams I see how I would ease the pain of your longing, and how I would travel with you to the ends of the earth. Whether you climb to the highest mountain or descend to the deepest valley, you will always find me following you. The more you suffer for love, the greater a lover you become, because through suffering you come to feel love even more deeply

The snow had bent the branches, and with the next snowfall, it would surely break them. People were like trees too. There was always a heavy snow resting on a person’s shoulders, and its weight could be felt until the following spring. The cruel thing was that people only died once — and that one time was such a devastating tragedy

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A person’s feelings are not always in their own control They see a photo, hear a song, read a line, and suddenly — even when nothing has happened — their heart begins to ache. Now try to fix that A wounded heart does not understand logic For those who have left for those who are no longer here the heart cries and misses them even for those who have not arrived yet.

When the heart trembles nothing remains where it’s supposed to be. In those moments, it feels as if you’re standing beside a busy road, waiting for a chance to cross. It requires both patience and peace — yet you have neither A person collides with a bus full of drunken memories

Do you know what I’ve been thinking? Maybe our memories are like fuel we burn just to stay alive. It doesn’t really matter what those memories are about. What matters is that they keep the flame of life burning. When you’re feeding a fire with pieces of paper, it no longer matters what’s written on them

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ritual magazine no. 8

The lights have fallen lost to time

Yeah im willing to kill thousands of people without feeling any guilt or remorse, but I wouldn't let a cat feel even a moment of fear