Art only belong to the mere few of those who understand it's resonance it belongs to those who are attached with the art within themselves and that art is nothing but knowing ones true self.
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When City lights defy to allure when nature try its best to reassure that the way you belong to the world is in nothing but in its eternity.....
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Cooking is a direct descendant of magic and alchemy, and the plumes of steam, the flames, and the clouds of smoke that gather in the hood over the stove are signs of our ties with alcoves where earthy materials boil, coagulate, and break free, metamorphosing and transforming the world.
- Franco La Cecla-
It isn't we who belong to the places it is the world that belongs to us.
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You are what you eat, who you eat it with, and how you eat it. Nationality isn't determined by where you are born, but by the tastes and smells that stay with you from childhood. Nationality has to do with land-not some petty idea of territorial border boundaries, but something deeper. It has to do with the foods the land bestows on us,their chemistry,and their effects on our bodies.The biological compounds in foods we eat penetrate our cells and impregnate them with their innermost flavors. They slip into the deepest corners of our unconscious, there where the events of the past make their nests and curl up forever in our memories.
-Rosa Mexicano
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There's never a moment when we're not in love. Every hour there may be a new love: love of sleep, love of rest, love of the harp, or simply love of beauty. When we feel enveloped by these feelings, we know we're enveloped by love.
- Rumi-
He became my best friend when I was all alone, he was there for me when I required him the most, he believed in me the most when no one else did.
He led me to the right path whenever I was drifting for my happiness he never hesitated to sacrifice his own.He is my king and my first love.-
My words won't ever be able to confine the limit of love that I hold for you but my gesture will surely be able to express it and you will be mentioned in my poetries nevertheless....
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Maybe what we assume as a change is nothing but us actually realising our trueself maybe transforming is only becoming more of ourselves.
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“You see, unlike in the movies, there is no THE END sign flashing at the end of books. When I’ve read a book, I don’t feel like I’ve finished anything. So I start a new one.”
- Elif Shafak (The Bastard of Istanbul)-