We will meet as though we met not and part as though we parted not.

Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.

"But who are we, where do we come from
When all those years
Nothing but idle talk is left
And we are nowhere in the world?"
= MEETING =

Really important meetings are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other.

Generally speaking, these meetings occur when we reach a limit, when we need to die and be reborn emotionally. These meetings are waiting for us, but more often than not, we avoid them happening. If we are desperate, though, if we have nothing to lose, or if we are full of enthusiasm for life, then the unknown reveals itself, and our universe changes direction.

There are no strangers, only friends you have not met yet.

Now they were as strangers; worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted.

Don’t be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.

Admiration and familiarity are strangers.

There are no strangers in here, just friends you haven't met...

But above all, meetings have to be the exception rather than the rule. An organization in which everybody meets all the time is an organization in which no one gets anything done.

...the people who move through the streets are all strangers. At each encounter, they imagine a thousand things about one another; meetings which could take place between them, conversations, surprises, caresses, bites. But no one greets anyone; eyes lock for a second, then dart away, seeking other eyes, never stopping...something runs among them, an exchange of glances like lines that connect one figure with another and draw arrows, stars, triangles, until all combinations are used up in a moment, and other characters come on to the scene...

We learned not to meet anymore,
We don't raise our eyes to one another,
But we ourselves won't guarantee
What could happen to us in an hour.

We'll meet again. We'll meet when years have passed, and years make such a difference, don't they?

People who bore one another should meet seldom; people who interest one another, often.