Yohane Quotes

Ketika seseorang yang kau sayangi menjadi bagian memorimu, itu adalah harta yang paling berharga

Betapapun fisika mencobamembagi rahasianya, bagi para ilmuwan, cinta tetap menjadi keajaiban yang menakjubkan. Yang jelas Einstein ingin sekali menghubungkan cinta dan teori terkenalnya, sampai-sampai dia dengan serius berkata : "Letakkan tanganmu di tungku panas selama semenit, rasanya seperti satu jam, duduklah bersama dengan gadis pujaanmu selama satu jam, rasanya seperti semenit. itulah makna relativitas

Tahukah kau, tubuhmu memiliki sensor penerima sinyal gemosi dari luar? Sensor yang sama yang menghubungkan emosi sepasang anak kembar yang terpisah ratusan kilometer! Hei, benar-benar sensor yang hebat, bukan?! Ketika pertama kali sepasang insan terpikat satu sama lain, masing-masing sensornya menangkap sinyal gemosi cinta. Kontak mata, sentuhan punggung tangan, ucapan-ucapan cinta dan rayuan-rayuan yang membuat hatimu cenat-cenut akan mempercepat penyamanan frekuensi cinta dengan dentingan seindah harpa yang paling merdu sejagat raya. Selanjutnya, semakin selaras frekuensi itu, perasaan nyaman akan tumbuh beriringan. Kemudian rasa rindu hebat akan menyertainya saat dua gemosi berinterferensi saling menguatkan.

pleasant weather, elegant cherry blossoms ,the tickling sound of a cat's cry, the scent of coffee and a slightly awkward conversation maybe this is how it feels like to be in twenty

The life of humans, with sympathy for other living beings...if we can travel halfway between those two paths..How precious that would be. I would be able to feel that with all my heart.

The snow had ceased, but it caked the ground deeply now and the sleek ground car advanced through the deserted streets with lumbering effort. The murky gray light of incipient dawn was cold not only in the poetical sense but also in a very literal way—and even in the then turbulent state of the Foundation’s politics, no one, whether Actionist or pro-Hardin, found his spirits sufficiently ardent to begin street activity that early. Yohan Lee did not like that and his grumblings grew audible. “It’s going to look bad, Hardin. They’re going to say you sneaked away.” “Let them say it if they wish. I’ve got to get to Anacreon and I want to do it without trouble. Now that’s enough, Lee.” Hardin leaned back into the cushioned seat and shivered slightly. It wasn’t cold inside the well-heated car, but there was something frigid about a snow-covered world, even through glass, that annoyed him. He said, reflectively, “Some day when we get around

The blazing sun beat down on the concrete of the museum's front yard- Reverend Ryu Yosop felt as if the heat were sucking up all the moisture in his brain and heart. What different colors he and his brother Yohan must have used as each of them painted their own picture of home, of the carnage. These people have constructed yet a different vision of their own, Yosop thought to himself, but it all stems from the same nightmare, the one we created together.

The people your brother killed - well, they all had souls. They weren't Satan. Ryu Yohan wasn't Satan, either. His faith was twisted, that's all. I know now. I know that God is innocent. (2007: 143)

Their words flitted past, like short sentences typed out on a keyboard, typing away Yosop's past and future. They all said "American troops," but Yosop knew for a fact that the troops had simply been passing through. They were never stationed in Sinchon; they were in a rush to get further north. Both Yosop and his brother Yohan knew for a fact that during those forty-five days, before the arrival of the U.S. troops and after their departure, most of the military strength in the area had consisted of the security forces and the Youth Corps - all Korean. (2007: 99)

Wasn't born to have validation from humans or be measured by this world's standard

Wasn't born to have validation from humans or be measured by this world's standards

Yohan was right when he said humans are strange, and she was right when she said we all carry darkness inside of us. Humans are strange. Life is strange. And the world is strange beyond measure.

the life of animals, without self-pity and simply devoted to the time given . the life of humans, with sympathy for other living beings ..if we can travel halfway between those two paths, Don't you think our lives would be wonderful ?