Quotes added on Sunday, March 13 2016
The brain is the
body's most mysterious organ. It learns, it changes, it adopts.
It tells us what we see, what we hear. It lets us feel love. I
think it holds our soul but no matter how much research we do, no
one can really say how that delicate grey matter inside our skull
works and when it's hurt, the human brain is traumatized. Well,
that's when it gets even more
mysterious.
Am I the only person that wonders why eyes cry
when something else in our body hurts?
I mean, I break my leg and it hurts, so I cry. Right?
Why tears fall from my eyes and not my leg?
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Maybe our eyes are great friends and they are like: "Bro, you hurt and I cry for you!"
Why people aren't like eyes?
I mean, I break my leg and it hurts, so I cry. Right?
Why tears fall from my eyes and not my leg?
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Maybe our eyes are great friends and they are like: "Bro, you hurt and I cry for you!"
Why people aren't like eyes?
One of the worst
feelings ever is when you lose a friend.
But the worst is when you lose a friend and you know that you won't meet ever again.
But the worst is when you lose a friend and you know that you won't meet ever again.
“
How
could I explain so that he would understand? I was an empty
shell. Like a vacant house – condemned – for months
I'd been utterly uninhabitable. Now I was a little improved.
The front room was in better repair. But that was all –
just the one small piece. He deserved better than that –
better than a one-room, falling down fixer-upper. No amount of
investment on his part could put me back in working order.—Stephenie Meyer
”
OUR HEARTS WERE
DRUNK WITH A
BEAUTY OUR EYES
COULD NEVER SEE.
