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  • #1
    Victor Hugo
    “What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul”
    Victor Hugo , Les Misérables

  • #2
    Pablo Neruda
    “Love is so short, forgetting is so long.”
    Pablo Neruda, Love: Ten Poems

  • #3
    Molière
    “Trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.”
    Moliere

  • #4
    Janet Fitch
    “
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.”
    Janet Fitch, White Oleander

  • #5
    Janet Fitch
    “Always learn poems by heart. They have to become the marrow in your bones. Like fluoride in the water, they'll make your soul impervious to the world's soft decay.”
    Janet Fitch, White Oleander

  • #6
    Janet Fitch
    “Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.”
    Janet Fitch

  • #7
    The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in
    “The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.”
    Janet Fitch, White Oleander

  • #8
    Janet Fitch
    “I don't let anyone touch me," I finally said.
    Why not?"
    Why not? Because I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, their smell of beer or fifteen-year-old whiskey. Men who didn't come to the emergency room with you, men who left on Christmas Eve. Men who slammed the security gates, who made you love them then changed their minds. Forests of boys, their ragged shrubs full of eyes following you, grabbing your breasts, waving their money, eyes already knocking you down, taking what they felt was theirs. (...) It was a play and I knew how it ended, I didn't want to audition for any of the roles. It was no game, no casual thrill. It was three-bullet Russian roulette.”
    Janet Fitch, White Oleander

  • #9
    I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We
    “I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.”
    Janet Fitch, White Oleander

  • #10
    Hermann Hesse
    “Solitude is independence. It had been my wish and with the years I had attained it. It was cold. Oh, cold enough! But it was also still, wonderfully still and vast like the cold stillness of space in which the stars revolve.”
    Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

  • #11
    Charles Bukowski
    “Do you hate people?”

    “I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.”
    Charles Bukowski, Barfly

  • #12
    Maya Angelou
    “My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #13
    Maya Angelou
    “A woman's heart should be so hidden in God that a man has to seek Him just to find her.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #14
    Maya Angelou
    “You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #15
    Maya Angelou
    “Stepping onto a brand-new path is difficult, but not more difficult than remaining in a situation, which is not nurturing to the whole woman.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #16
    Maya Angelou
    “You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #17
    Maya Angelou
    “Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.”
    Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

  • #18
    Maya Angelou
    “You can't use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #19
    Maya Angelou
    “No one can take the place of a friend, no one.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #20
    Maya Angelou
    “To be left alone on the tightrope of youthful unknowing is to experience the excruciating beauty of full freedom and the threat of eternal indecision. Few, if any, survive their teens. Most surrender to the vague but murderous pressure of adult conformity. It becomes easier to die and avoid conflict than to maintain a constant battle with the superior forces of maturity.”
    Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

  • #21
    Maya Angelou
    “I believe most plain girls are virtuous because of the scarcity of opportunity to be otherwise.”
    Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

  • #22
    Maya Angelou
    “Without willing it, I had gone from being ignorant of being ignorant to being aware of being aware. And the worst part of my awareness was that I didn't know what I was aware of. I knew I knew very little, but I was certain that the things I had yet to learn wouldn't be taught to me at George Washington High School. ”
    Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

  • #23
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #24
    Ray Bradbury
    “And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again, he would never carve another piece of wood or help us raise doves and pigeons in the backyard or play the violin the way he did, or tell us jokes the way he did. He was part of us and when he died, all the actions stopped dead and there was no one to do them the way he did. He was individual. He was an important man. I’ve never gotten over his death. Often I think what wonderful carvings never came to birth because he died. How many jokes are missing from the world, and how many homing pigeons untouched by his hands? He shaped the world. He did things to the world. The world was bankrupted of ten million fine actions the night he passed on.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #25
    Ray Bradbury
    “Don't ask for guarantees. And don't look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #26
    Ray Bradbury
    “Oh God, the terrible tyranny of the majority. We all have our harps to play. And it's up to you to know with which ear you'll listen.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #27
    Ray Bradbury
    “It doesn't matter what you do...so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #28
    Ray Bradbury
    “Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #29
    Ray Bradbury
    “Have you ever watched the jet cars race on the boulevard?...I sometimes think drivers don’t know what grass is, or flowers, because they never see them slowly...If you showed a driver a green blur, Oh yes! He'd say, that’s grass! A pink blur! That’s a rose garden! White blurs are houses. Brown blurs are cows.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #30
    Ray Bradbury
    “The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem fixed to a sliding walk, letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward. [...] The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down their dry rain.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451



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