Cookbook for life

Kate: I wish there was a cookbook for life, you know? Recipes telling us exactly what to do. I know, I know,   you're gonna say "How else will you learn, Kate."

Therapist: mm. No, actually I wasn't going to say that. You want to guess again?

Kate: No, no, go ahead.

Therapist: Well what I was going to say was, you know better than anyone, it's the recipes that you create yourself that are the best.

Naked, You Are As Simple as one of your Hands

Naked, you are simple as one of your hands, 
Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round: 
You have moonlines, applepathways: 
Naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.

Naked, you are blue as the night in Cuba; 
You have vines and stars in your hair; 
Naked, you are spacious and yellow 
As summer in a golden church.

Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails, 
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born 
And you withdraw to the underground world,

as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
Your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
And becomes a naked hand again. 

Pablo Neruda

Joy in your life

Carter Chambers: [to Edward, of the two questions asked of the dead by the gods at the entrance to heaven] 
                           Have you found joy in your life? 
                           Has your life brought joy to others? 
--

The Bucket List

Sum Of Life

Edward Perriman Cole died in May It was a Sunday afternoon, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.
It's difficult to understand the sum of a person's life.
Some people will tell you it's measured by the ones left behind.
Some believe it can be measured in faith.
Some say by love.
Other folks say life has no meaning at all.
Me?
I believe that you measure yourself...... 
by the people who measured themselves by you.

Million Dollar Baby

Frankie Dunn: It wasn't fault. I was wrong to say that.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: You damn right. I found you a fighter. You made her the best fighter she could be.

Frankie Dunn: I killed her.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Don't say that. Maggie walked through that door with nothing buts guts. No chance in the world of being what she needed to be. It was because of you that she was fighting the championship of the world. You did that. People die everyday, Frankie - mopping floors, washing dishes and you know what their last thought is? I never got my shot. Because of you Maggie got her shot. If she dies today you know what her last thought would be? I think I did all right.

sarakti jaaye haiN rukh se naqaab aahistaa-aahista

sarakti jaaye haiN rukh se naqaab aahistaa-aahista

nikalta aa raha hai aaftaab aahistaa-aahista 

[rukh - face, aaftaab - sun,face ]

jawaN hone lage jab wo to humse kar liya parda

hayaa yakalaKht aaee aur shabaaB aahistaa-aahista

[Yak Laqt - All of a sudden, shabaaB - Juvenility  ]

sab-e-furkat ka jaaga hoon paristhoN ab to sone do

kabhi fursat meiN kar lena hisaab aahistaa-aahista

[sab-e-furkat- Night Of Separation]

Sawal-e-wasl par unko udu ka kwof hai itna 

dab-e-hoton se dete hai jawab ahista ahista  

[Sawal-e-wasl - asking for a date, udu - rival] 

hamaare aur tumhaare pyaar meiN bas farq hai itna

idhar to jaldi jaldi hai udhar aahistaa-aahista

baDi bedardi se sar kaate 'ameer' aur maiN kahooN unse

huzur aahistaa aahistaa janaab aahistaa-aahista  

Go not to the temple

Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God

First fill your own house with the fragrance of love

Go not to the temple to light candles before the altar of God

First remove the darkness of sin from your heart

Go not to the temple to bow down your head in prayer

First learn to bow in humility before your fellowmen

GO not to the temple to pray on bended knees

First bend down to lift someone who is down-trodden

Go not to the temple to ask for forgiveness of your sins

First forgive from your heart those who have sinned against you

- Rabindranath Tagore

You're nobody til somebody loves you

You're nobody til somebody loves you
You're nobody til somebody cares
You may be king, you may possess the world and it's gold
But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old
The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above
You're nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love

The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above
Well, you're nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love

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Written by Russ Morgan, Larry Stock, and James Cavanaugh