Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
a woman, especially if she have the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
pay attention to where you are going because without meaning you might get nowhere.
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
if they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
they said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
—you are a limitless ocean of Consciousness, imbued with infinite potential
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it's one damn thing over and over
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
you can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
courage is the resolution to face the unforeseen
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
there comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
eventually all things are known. And few matter.
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
how did it get so late so soon?
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
always ask yourself: 'what will happen if I say nothing?'
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
did you ever feel a creeping, that awoke you from your sleeping?
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
there are always flowers for those who want to see them
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
the thousand-yard stare
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
with rain-soaked wreaths, kisses and red poppies I shall love you
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
ne me quitte pas
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
being too careful can be more destructive than being utterly careless
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
questions don't have to make sense. But answers do
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
I am a feather for each wind that blows
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
it’s a paradox of modern times that the more we engage with social media in our virtual lives, the more antisocial we become in reality
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
we need to become better friends to ourselves
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
. . . and there will come soft rains and the smell of the earth
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
. . . . thoughts for a rainy day
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
the art of reading between the lines is a life long quest of the wise
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
this is not the same as other days, this is something else
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
. . .and so she decided her new story would begin today
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
never underestimate the power of small and simple things
Bᴏᴜᴅɪᴄᴄᴀ Amat:
always ask yourself . ..'what will happen if I say nothing?
