Best 12 quotes of Neda Aria on MyQuotes

Don’t dare to follow me” I threatened him. He curved his back and walked away. “You’re just like carrots. I hate carrots” he mumbled and disappeared into the bedroom.

For how long would I be trapped in the condition of melancholy without going insane?

For me, all those systematic Bureaucracies of traditional schools jaded me. For me, I still I couldn’t understand why we have to have a factory style education for children living in the 21st century. Why hold them in place, asking them to read and repeat and giving them a number of tasks to finish? I still have no idea how exams and objective assessments could measure human behavior or intelligence. Is it some kind of barcoding human aptitude? Is it ethical anyway?

He makes me angry too. Stupid people in general. The purpose of their creation was to test my anger management skills” Versi said and jumped down his laps and stood by me.

In the Cloud Park, they promised to make you happy but I swear to candy gods. Immediately after you move in, they take the last bits of your happiness away and make you feel, whatever you do is a bubble on water. Do not believe what they say when they smile. I repeat. Do… Not… Believe! Sincerely, Rossito

Pain is fuel. Cherish it Elexis. It pushes you to the recreation of yourself. It pushes you to be who you really are bareboned

Sometimes, I can’t separate the reality from dream or illusion. Sometimes, I get so tired thinking about what if I’m not really here and all the good things happened in my life were just a mirage.” “I guess you feel it when you reach some sort of pleasure?” “True. I’m suffering from the fear of losing happiness. The fear that the moments of joy to be taken away from me and be replaced by a tragedy” “Cherophobia. That’s what it’s called.” She glanced at my face “Yeah. That’s what the shrink said” “I’ll cure your fear” “How?” “By eternal life

That’s the vicious truth doctor. For me and persons like me, we are experiencing a divorce from our own individual self by sensing our sensations, emotions, behaviors as not belonging to the same person or identity. That’s how you psychiatrists could explain it. That’s how society would like to codify its population. Such a ludicrous model we’ve been creating calling it civilization

The only and last words she remembered her mother told her before she became mute was, “You have to remember Pollyanna. In Naraka, you can never ever trust anyone. “She sighed. One of those long sighs that would make her cough till she puked blood. Polly could recall the revolting rotten smell of blood, “no one is your friend here. Do you understand? No one” Umber blood dripping from the corner of her lips, “They might be nice to you only for the lake. This lake is like your life. You have to protect it. This is the only way you can live a long life” she spit the blood and mucus in a piece of filthy cloth. “But mom. Why should we live a long life when it’s a very bad time to live and many bad people want to kill us?” “Because your innocent dreams still have colors and power and we have to keep them that way

We can reach a global harmony if we remove xenophobia

...What’s the purpose of an eternal life when you lose everyone and everything you love? What’s truly the purpose of that?” “Is love the only essence of life?” “Of course it is. What is life without it? Life without love is just a colorless outline of an unfinished masterpiece

Yes. We were happy. We didn’t need Blijd to be happy. We were making it and selling it to the whole multiverse. Why we should have sold our dreams for what we already had?” “To be happier?” “There is no happier. If you’re happy, you’re happy” The Dream of Dandelions - WIP