You can't build joy on a feeling of self-loathing.
The table was her stage. The mobile phone was the microphone. And the new moon was the spotlight. That kind of magic only Nana could make it happen.
The flow of time cleanses the past and heals the wounds in people's hearts. But there are wounds we cant speak of.
For us who choose our dreams over our love the only thing we can do for love is perhaps to release the lock around our necks. Through that, the pain may vanish.
I have to get back to the hotel. But I don't know the way. I always rely on Shouji so I didn't notice where we were going. Nut I came to this point. without realising my attitude and actions. It's like I am slowing falling into a valley. I wonder where I'm standing now.
I am glad I met you and I am glad to say that.
His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her. . . He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him
i know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky. But why can't it be mine?
We are all called to initiate involvement in each other’s lives. . . We covenant together to work and pray for unity, to walk together in love, to exercise care and watchfulness over each other, to faithfully admonish and entreat one another as occasion may require, to assemble together, to pray for each other, to rejoice and to bear with each other, and to pray for God’s help in all this.
I can't help you if you won't help yourself.
Men who cannot believe in the mystery of our Saviour's redemption can believe that spirits from the dead have visited them in a stranger's parlour, because they see a table shake and do not know how it is shaken; because they hear a rapping on a board, and cannot see the instrument that raps it; because they are touched in the dark, and do not know the hand that touches them.