Yaşamak fedakarlıktan bile zordur, çok büyük cesaret ister.
We are going through the dark night of the soul together. It's a collective right of passage.
When we die we go on dreaming but we can’t wake up anymore.
Sorrow is a river and grief is an ocean. Grief is the deepest emotion. When it’s done fully there is a revitalization of life. Emotions travel in pairs. One pair is grief and joy. When we refuse to be in grief, we lose joy.
One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. The latter is unpleasant and therefore unpopular.
Sometimes the night wakes in the middle of me...and I can do nothing but become the moon.
