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Eliopoulos Architecture Quotes By Sigmund Freud

We tell ourselves how lovely it would be, would it not, if there were a God who created the universe and benign Providence, a moral world order, and life beyond the grave, yet it is very evident, is it not, that all of this is the way we should inevitably wish it to be. And it would be even more remarkable if our poor, ignorant bondsman ancestors had managed to solve all these difficult cosmic questions. — Sigmund Freud

Eliopoulos Architecture Quotes By Henry Ward Beecher

Half the spiritual difficulties that men and women suffer arise from a morbid state of health. — Henry Ward Beecher

Eliopoulos Architecture Quotes By Clemence Poesy

I had a grungy period and looked like a tramp for a very long time - my mum really hated it! I destroyed her entire '70s wardrobe by putting studs into everything - I thought I was really cool. But it's good to experiment - I even had dreadlocks at one point. — Clemence Poesy

Eliopoulos Architecture Quotes By Epictetus

Work, therefore to be able to say to every harsh appearance, "You are but an appearance, and not absolutely the thing you appear to be." And then examine it by those rules which you have, and first, and chiefly, by this: whether it concerns the things which are in our own control, or those which are not; and, if it concerns anything not in our control, be prepared to say that it is nothing to you. — Epictetus

Eliopoulos Architecture Quotes By Federico Garcia Lorca

Woodcutter. Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment of being without fruit. Why was I born among mirrors? Day goes round and round me. The night copies me in all its stars. I want to live without my reflection. And then let me dream that ants and thistledown are my leaves and my parrots. — Federico Garcia Lorca