Masiela Lusha Quote Explained: In the end we're all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.

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For me especially, I always need that literature medium.

Actress

· Albania

Mediums

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I feel like I try not to limit myself. So every experience so far, I’ve just gone headlong into.

Actress

· Albania

Limits

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Poetry is a lyrical insinuation. Often, its melodic subtlety kisses the subconscious mind.

- Masiela Lusha

Actress

· Albania

Kissing
Mind

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Bound in primal longings, we pine to be understood by ourselves.

- Masiela Lusha

Actress

· Albania

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Definitely routine is the bedrock of our relationship.

- Masiela Lusha

Actress

· Albania

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When pursued with a pure heart, acting is an entirely selfless profession.

- Masiela Lusha

Actress

· Albania

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We’re renting the space that we call Earth, so we may as well just go for it.

- Masiela Lusha

Actress

· Albania

Earth

In the end we’re all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.

In the end we’re all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.

For me especially, I always need that literature medium.

I feel like I try not to limit myself. So every experience so far, I’ve just gone headlong into.

Poetry is a lyrical insinuation. Often, its melodic subtlety kisses the subconscious mind.

Bound in primal longings, we pine to be understood by ourselves.

Definitely routine is the bedrock of our relationship.

When pursued with a pure heart, acting is an entirely selfless profession.

We’re renting the space that we call Earth, so we may as well just go for it.

I feel very at home in an empty church. I feel the most protected. It’s very mystical.

No one has mastery, Before he is at the end, Of his art and his life.

Before the end of Time will be the end of History. Before the end of History will be the end of Art.

The true end of Art is not to imitate a fixed material condition, but to represent a living motion.

Selfishness in art, as in other things, is sensibility kept at home.

The root of all desires is the one desire: to come home, to be at peace.

But in the end, music is ultimately an aural art, pure and simple.

It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope.

In the end we’re all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.

In the end we’re all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.

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