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  • #1
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #2
    Lao Tzu
    “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”
    Lao Tzu

  • #3
    Mother Teresa
    “Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”
    Mother Teresa

  • #4
    Winston S. Churchill
    “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
    Winston S. Churchill

  • #5
    Albert Einstein
    “Try not to become a man of success. Rather become a man of value.”
    Albert Einstein

  • #6
    Dr. Seuss
    “All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!”
    Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You'll Go! and The Lorax

  • #7
    Laurell K. Hamilton
    “There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”
    Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss

  • #8
    Janne Teller
    “From the moment we are born, we begin to die.”
    Janne Teller, Nothing

  • #9
    Rudyard Kipling
    “If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
    If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;

    If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
    Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
    And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise

    If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
    If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
    If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;

    If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
    Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools

    If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
    And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;

    If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,
    And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

    If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
    Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
    If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;

    If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
    Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
    And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!”
    Rudyard Kipling, If: A Father's Advice to His Son

  • #10
    Franz Kafka
    “Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #11
    Lemony Snicket
    “It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.”
    Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

  • #12
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweller's felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #13
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in love and growing domestic.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

  • #14
    Cathleen Schine
    “Dear Goat,

    How does one fall in love? Do you trip? Do you stumble, lose your balance and drop to the sidewalk, graze your knee, graze your heart? Do you crash to the stony ground? Is there a precipice, from which you float, over the edge, forever?

    I know I'm in love when I see you, I know when I long to see you. Not a muscle has moved. Leaves hang unruffled by any breeze. The air is still. I have fallen in love without taking step. When did this happen? I haven't even blinked.

    I'm on fire. Is that too banal for you? It's not, you know. You'll see. It's what happens. It's what matters. I'm on fire.

    I no longer eat, I forget to eat. Food looks silly to me, irrelevant. If I even notice it. But I notice nothing. My thoughts are full and raging, a house full of brothers, related by blood, feuding blood feuds:

    "I'm in love."
    "Typically stupid choice."
    "I am, though, I'm racked by love as if love were pain."
    "Go ahead. Fuck up your life. It's all wrong and you know it. Wake up. Face it."
    "There's only one face, it's all I see, awake or asleep."


    I threw the book out the window last night. I tried to forget. You are all wrong for me, I know it, but I no longer care for my thoughts unless they're thoughts of you. When I'm close to you, in your presence, I feel your hair brush my cheek when it does not. I look away from you, sometimes. Then I look back.

    When I tie my shoes, when I peel an orange, when I drive my car, when I lie down each night without you, I remain,

    As ever,
    Ram”
    Cathleen Schine, The Love Letter
    tags: love

  • #15
    John Green
    “Maybe its like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And then things happen - these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack in places. And I mean, yeah once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And its only that time that we see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade, but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”
    John Green, Paper Towns

  • #16
    Jeanette Winterson
    “Whoever it is you fall in love with for the first time, not just love but be in love with, is the one who will always make you angry, the one you can't be logical about.”
    Jeanette Winterson, The Passion

  • #17
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need.

    First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind's way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door.

    Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.

    Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.

    Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

  • #19
    J.K. Rowling
    “Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #20
    Charles Bukowski
    “Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire.... Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you've suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #21
    Christina Rossetti
    “My heart is like a singing bird
    Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
    My heart is like an apple-tree
    Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit;
    My heart is like a rainbow shell
    That paddles in a halcyon sea;
    My heart is gladder than all these,
    Because my love is come to me.

    Raise me a daïs of silk and down;
    Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
    Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
    And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
    Work it in gold and silver grapes,
    In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
    Because the birthday of my life
    Is come, my love is come to me.”
    Christina Rossetti, Poems of Christina Rossetti

  • #22
    William Shakespeare
    “He that is thy friend indeed,
    He will help thee in thy need:
    If thou sorrow, he will weep;
    If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
    Thus of every grief in heart
    He with thee doth bear a part.
    These are certain signs to know
    Faithful friend from flattering foe.”
    William Shakespeare, The Passionate Pilgrim

  • #23
    Stephen Chbosky
    “I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #24
    Robert Greene
    “LAW 46
    Never Appear Too Perfect

    Appearing better than others is always dangerous, but most dangerous of all is to appear to have no faults or weaknesses. Envy creates silent enemies. It is smart to occasionally display defects, and admit to harmless vices, in order to deflect envy and appear more human and approachable. Only gods and the dead can seem perfect with impunity.”
    Robert Greene, The 48 Laws of Power

  • #25
    Kahlil Gibran
    “You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.”
    Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

  • #26
    Plato
    “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”
    Plato

  • #27
    Robert Frost
    “Some say the world will end in fire,
    Some say in ice.
    From what I've tasted of desire,
    I hold with those who favor fire.
    But if it had to perish twice
    I think I know enough of hate
    To say that for destruction ice
    Is also great
    And would suffice.”
    Robert Frost

  • #28
    William Shakespeare
    “Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove.
    O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wand'ring barque,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”
    William Shakespeare, Great Sonnets

  • #29
    William Ernest Henley
    “Out of the night that covers me,
    Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeonings of chance
    My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll,
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.”
    William Ernest Henley, Invictus

  • #30
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “Extinguish my eyes, I'll go on seeing you.
    Seal my ears, I'll go on hearing you.
    And without feet I can make my way to you,
    without a mouth I can swear your name.

    Break off my arms, I'll take hold of you
    with my heart as with a hand.
    Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
    And if you consume my brain with fire,
    I'll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke

  • #31
    W.H. Auden
    “The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
    Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
    Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
    For nothing now can ever come to any good.”
    W.H. Auden, Selected Poems



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