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  • #1
    Albert Camus
    “In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

    And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”
    Albert Camus

  • #2
    Seneca
    “We suffer more often in imagination than in reality”
    Lucius Annaeus Seneca

  • #3
    Marcel Proust
    “Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”
    Marcel Proust

  • #4
    Ernest Hemingway
    “His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #5
    Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious
    “Tell me, what is it you plan to do
    with your one wild and precious life?”
    Mary Oliver

  • #6
    I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
    “I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
    Sarah Williams

  • #7
    Aldous Huxley
    “...we were back at home, and I had returned to that reassuring but profoundly unsatisfactory state known as 'being in one's right mind.”
    Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception

  • #8
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “I have lived on the lip
    of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
    knocking on a door. It opens.
    I've been knocking from the inside.”
    Rumi

  • #9
    Rob Bell
    “The moment God is figured out with nice neat lines and definitions, we are no longer dealing with God.”
    Rob Bell, Velvet Elvis: Repainting the Christian Faith

  • #10
    Robert McCammon
    “You know, I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic, connected by silver filaments of chance and circumstance. But I knew it all along. When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow I saw the past, the present and into the future. You probably did too; you just don’t recall it. See, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get put on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age. Told to grow up, for God’s sake. And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves.

    After you go so far away from it, though, you can’t really get it back. You can have seconds of it. Just seconds of knowing and remembering. When people get weepy at movies, it’s because in that dark theater the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up, and they’re left feeling a little heartsad and not knowing why. When a song stirs a memory, when motes of dust turning in a shaft of light takes your attention from the world, when you listen to a train passing on a track at night in the distance and wonder where it might be going, you step beyond who you are and where you are. For the briefest of instants, you have stepped into the magic realm.

    That’s what I believe.

    The truth of life is that every year we get farther away from the essence that is born within us. We get shouldered with burdens, some of them good, some of them not so good. Things happen to us. Loved ones die. People get in wrecks and get crippled. People lose their way, for one reason or another. It’s not hard to do, in this world of crazy mazes. Life itself does its best to take that memory of magic away from us. You don’t know it’s happening until one day you feel you’ve lost something but you’re not sure what it is. It’s like smiling at a pretty girl and she calls you “sir.” It just happens.

    These memories of who I was and where I lived are important to me. They make up a large part of who I’m going to be when my journey winds down. I need the memory of magic if I am ever going to conjure magic again. I need to know and remember, and I want to tell you.”
    Robert R. McCammon, Boy's Life

  • #11
    Roald Dahl
    “Don't gobblefunk around with words.”
    Roald Dahl, The BFG

  • #12
    Roald Dahl
    “A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.”
    Roald Dahl, The Twits

  • #13
    Roald Dahl
    “You should never, never doubt something that no one is sure of.”
    Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

  • #14
    Virginia Woolf
    “Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #15
    Patricia A. McKillip
    “Imagination is the golden-eyed monster that never sleeps. It must be fed; it cannot be ignored.”
    Patricia A. McKillip

  • #16
    Nikki Rowe
    “She is a rare soul, she has this infectious energy that makes you want to run next to her, she belonged to no one but herself & to anyone that was yet understand themselves, found the missing pieces in her presence.”
    Nikki Rowe

  • #17
    Maquita Donyel Irvin Andrews
    “she was completely whole
    and yet never fully complete”
    Maquita Donyel Irvin, Stories of a Polished Pistil: Lace and Ruffles

  • #18
    Rachel Carson
    “It is a curious situation that the sea, from which life first arose should now be threatened by the activities of one form of that life. But the sea, though changed in a sinister way, will continue to exist; the threat is rather to life itself.”
    Rachel Carson, The Sea Around Us

  • #19
    Neil deGrasse Tyson
    “For me, I am driven by two main philosophies: know more today about the world than I knew yesterday and lessen the suffering of others. You'd be surprised how far that gets you.”
    Neil deGrasse Tyson

  • #20
    John Green
    “Here's the plain truth, at least as it has been shown to me: We are never far from wonders. I remember when my son was about two, we were walking in the woods one November morning. We were along a ridge, looking down at a forest in the valley below, where a cold haze seemed to hug the forest floor. I kept trying to get my oblivious two-year-old to appreciate the landscape. At one point, I picked him up and pointed out toward the horizon and said, "Look at that, Henry, just look at it!" And he said, "Weaf!" I said, "What?" And again he said, "Weaf," and then reached out and grabbed a single brown oak leaf from the little tree next to us.

    I wanted to explain to him that you can see a brown oak leaf anywhere in the eastern United States in November, that nothing in the forest was less interesting. But after watching him look at it, I began to look as well, and I soon realized it wasn't just a brown leaf. Its veins spidered out red and orange and yellow in a pattern too complex for my brain to synthesize, and the more I looked at that leaf with Henry, the more I was compelled into an aesthetic contemplation I neither understood nor desired, face-to-face with something commensurate to my capacity for wonder.

    Marveling at the perfection of that leaf, I was reminded that aesthetic beauty is as much about how and whether you look as what you see. From the quark to the supernova, the wonders do not cease. It is our attentiveness that is in short supply, our ability and willingness to do the work that awe requires.”
    John Green, The Anthropocene Reviewed: Essays on a Human-Centered Planet

  • #21
    A.A. Milne
    “Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.”
    A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

  • #22
    Confucius
    “It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.”
    Confucius

  • #23
    Markus Zusak
    “The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief



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