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Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about. - Oscar Wilde

Happiness arises in a state of peace, not of tumult. - Ann Raddcliff

True communication is communion―the realization of oneness, which is love. - Eckhart Tolle

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted. - Aesop

Realize deeply that the present moment is all you ever have. - Eckhart Tolle

Laying down, my heart beating against the living Gaïa, I close my eyes as the beautiful silence around me paints a soft smile of peace on my pale face, resting on my arms. There's no need for nothing else than what there is already right now. The wind playing with my Irish curls and my white satin dress, I feel its caress more delicate than the faint breathing of mine will ever be. Just silence. I slowly open my eyes now more blue than ever, to observe the dewdrops sparkling on the grass as the sun peeks out from the clouds. Everything is perfect, everything is beautiful; if rain was to suddenly pour down, I'd keep the same smile, my eyes would probably just turn green. If the sun was to shine so bright my fragile skin would burn, I'd enjoy it also, my eyes maybe turning grey this time.
My soul, kissing the Now; I'll welcome everything and anything that comes my way.


Some worry their lives away or cry their lives away, others burn their lives away.

I'm alive; I'd rather smile my life away.

 

 
When you insist too hard in finding one, you never will, four-leaf clovers seems to disappear out of your sight. You 
naturally find them when you aren't looking for them. 

But in the end, I'm just an insignificant marble, like everybody...but a happy insignificant marble!

Could you take a moment to stop and smell the rain? Could you lay down, silent, watching the stars shine? Could you sit down in front of a simple flower, to just observe it, without any thoughts, stopping the flow of your mind if not for just a few seconds? Could you touch the trunk of a tree, feeling the life through your hands? Could you pause for a moment, just looking at the white clouds slowly moving, forgetting about the flow of time? If a ladybug was to lay on your finger, would you feel the beauty of life?
What I'm trying to tell you...is the secret of real happiness. Take my hand and we shall gorge ourselves in life, peace, beauty, joy and love...like there is no tomorrow.