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سه شنبه 6 اردیبهشت 1390
There are many, many things to appreciate about a beautiful friendship -
especially when that friendship is turning to love."

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"Love, an emotion so strong that you would give up everything, to just feel it once, to know that you are part of something special. To know that you can feel what love really is, to know, to feel, to love."

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       "To love someone is to understand each other, to laugh together, to smile with your heart and to trust one another. One important thing is to let each other go if you can't do this."

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"You may conquer with the sword, But you are conquered by a kiss"

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"If music be the food of love, play on"   

Shakespeare






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You have to live moment to moment, you

Have to live each moment as if it is the

Last moment. So don’t waste it in

Quarreling, in nagging or in fighting.

Perhaps you will not find the next

Moment even for an apology.

 

از لحظه به لحظه زندگی کردن گریزی نیست.

باید هر لحظه را چنان زندگی كنی كه گوی واپسین لحظه است.

پس وقت را در جدل،گلایه و نزاع تلف نكن.

شاید لحظه بعد حتی برای پوزش طلبی در دست تو نباشد.

 





نوع مطلب : متن ادبی، 
برچسب ها :
شنبه 21 اسفند 1389


In no TIME...

فورا

TIME without number...
پی در پی
 

TIME alone will tell...
آینده معلوم میکند

When the TIME was ripe...
در وقت مناسب

A head of TIME...
زود تر از موقع مقرر

In the nick of the TIME...
در آخرین لحظات

Keep up with the TIME...
با زمان وفق دادن

If I make TIME...
اگر فرصت کنم

TIME hangs heavy...
زمان به کندی میگذرد

At odd TIMES...
وقت و بی وقت





نوع مطلب : اصطلاحات و ضرب المثل، 
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جمعه 20 اسفند 1389

Why repeat the old errors
if there are so many new errors to commit

وقتی این همه اشتباهات جدید وجود دارد که می توان مرتکب شد
چرا باید همان قدیمی ها را تکرار کرد





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پنجشنبه 19 اسفند 1389

My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as mad men's are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed.
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.


"William Shakespeare"

 





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