Quotes & Sayings About Love Norsk

What do you mean, 'playing really creatively'? Can you give me an example?"
"Hmm, let's see ... you send the music deep enough into your heart so that it makes your body undergo a kind of a physical shift, and simultaneously the listener's body also undergoes the same kind of physical shift. It's giving birth to that kind of shared state. Probably. — Haruki Murakami

It is a universal condition of the enjoyable that the mind must believe in the existence of a law, and yet have a mystery to move about in. — James Clerk Maxwell

It's necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live. — Alexandre Dumas

Death cures psychoneurosis. In a sense all these neurotic concerns
fear of rejection, interpersonal concerns
seem to melt away, and people get another perspective on their lives. The important things are really important, and the trivia of life is trivialized. — Irvin D. Yalom

Did you read the part that says, 'Your hair is like a flock of goats'? How romantic is that? Or that other line, 'Your neck is like the tower of David.' Oh, now, that sounds real attractive! If some guy tried those lines on me, I'm sure I'd fall instantly in love with him. — Robin Jones Gunn

Very quietly, James slipped out of bed and shrugged into his bathrobe. The stone floor was cool under his feet as he stood and listened, tilting his head. He turned slowly, and as he looked toward the door, the figure there moved. He hadn't seen it appear, it was simply there, floating, where a moment before there had been darkness. James startled and backed into his bed, almost falling backwards onto it. Then he recognized the ghostly shape. It was the same wispy, white figure he'd seen chase the interloper off the school grounds, the ghostly shape that had come to look like a young man as it came back to the castle. In the darkness of the doorway, the figure seemed much brighter than it had appeared in the morning sunlight. It was wispy and shifting, with only the barest suggestion of its human shape. It spoke again without moving. — G. Norman Lippert

The River', a poem from 'Profound Vers-A-Tales':
Your perception of my exterior may not match what lies beneath the surface. — Kamil Ali