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  • #1
    Aristotle
    “What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”
    Aristotle

  • #2
    Virginia Woolf
    “Books are the mirrors of the soul.”
    Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts

  • #3
    Nicholas Sparks
    “The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.”
    Nicholas Sparks

  • #4
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #5
    Marcus Aurelius
    “The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.”
    Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

  • #6
    Leo Tolstoy
    “Rummaging in our souls, we often dig up something that ought to have lain there unnoticed.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

  • #7
    José Saramago
    “Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”
    José Saramago, Blindness

  • #8
    Walt Whitman
    “Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.”
    Walt Whitman

  • #9
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “Without music, life would be a mistake.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

  • #10
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

  • #11
    Paulo Coelho
    “She didn't quite know what the relationship was between lunatics and the moon, but it must be a strong one, if they used a word like that to describe the insane.”
    Paulo Coelho, Veronika Decides to Die

  • #12
    Sanober  Khan
    “a flower knows, when its butterfly will return,
    and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;
    but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon,
    when I don't know, if you will ever come back.”
    Sanober Khan

  • #13
    James Joyce
    “Her antiquity in preceding and surviving succeeding tellurian generations: her nocturnal predominance: her satellitic dependence: her luminary reflection: her constancy under all her phases, rising and setting by her appointed times, waxing and waning: the forced invariability of her aspect: her indeterminate response to inaffirmative interrogation: her potency over effluent and refluent waters: her power to enamour, to mortify, to invest with beauty, to render insane, to incite to and aid delinquency: the tranquil inscrutability of her visage: the terribility of her isolated dominant resplendent propinquity: her omens of tempest and of calm: the stimulation of her light, her motion and her presence: the admonition of her craters, her arid seas, her silence: her splendour, when visible: her attraction, when invisible.”
    James Joyce, Ulysses

  • #14
    Erin Morgenstern
    “Once, very long ago, Time fell in love with Fate. This, as you might imagine, proved problematic. Their romance disrupted the flow of time. It tangled the strings of fortune into knots.  The stars watched from the heavens nervously, worrying what might occur. What might happen to the days and nights were time to suffer a broken heart? What catastrophes might result if the same fate awaited Fate itself? The stars conspired and separated the two. For a while they breathed easier in the heavens. Time continued to flow as it always had, or perhaps imperceptibly slower. Fate weaved together the paths that were meant to intertwine, though perhaps a string was missed here and there. But eventually, Fate and Time found each other again.  In the heavens, the stars sighed, twinkling and fretting. They asked the Moon her advice. The Moon in turn called upon the parliament of owls to decide how best to proceed. The parliament of owls convened to discuss the matter amongst themselves night after night. They argued and debated while the world slept around them, and the world continued to turn, unaware that such important matters were under discussion while it slumbered.  The parliament of owls came to the logical conclusion that if the problem was in the combination, one of the elements should be removed. They chose to keep the one they felt more important. The parliament of owls told their decision to the stars and the stars agreed. The Moon did not, but on this night she was dark and could not offer her opinion.  So it was decided, and Fate was pulled apart. Ripped into pieces by beaks and claws. Fate’s screams echoed through the deepest corners and the highest heavens but no one dared to intervene save for a small brave mouse who snuck into the fray, creeping unnoticed through the blood and bone and feathers, and took Fate’s heart and kept it safe. When the furor died down there was nothing else left of Fate.  The owl who consumed Fate’s eyes gained great site, greater site then any that had been granted to a mortal creature before. The Parliament crowned him the Owl King. In the heavens the stars sparkled with relief but the moon was full of sorrow. And so time goes as it should and events that were once fated to happen are left instead to chance, and Chance never falls in love with anything for long. But the world is strange and endings are not truly endings no matter how the stars might wish it so.  Occasionally Fate can pull itself together again.  And Time is always waiting.”
    Erin Morgenstern, The Starless Sea

  • #15
    You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state
    “You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, ‘Look at that, you son of a bitch.”
    Edgar Mitchell

  • #16
    Kahlil Gibran
    “You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.”
    Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

  • #17
    Albert Einstein
    “A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
    Albert Einstein

  • #18
    Frank Zappa
    “Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible.”
    Frank Zappa

  • #19
    Dr. Seuss
    “Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #20
    Mo Willems
    “If you ever find yourself in the wrong story, leave.”
    Mo Willems, Goldilocks and the Three Dinosaurs

  • #21
    Douglas Adams
    “Let's think the unthinkable, let's do the undoable. Let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.”
    Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

  • #22
    Lao Tzu
    “Those who know do not speak. Those who speak do not know.”
    Lao Tsu, Tao Teh Ching

  • #23
    William S. Burroughs
    “A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on. ”
    William S. Burroughs

  • #24
    Ludwig van Beethoven
    “Music is ... A higher revelation than all Wisdom & Philosophy”
    Ludwig van Beethoven

  • #25
    Yann Martel
    “I must say a word about fear. It is life's only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unnerving ease. It begins in your mind, always ... so you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.”
    Yann Martel, Life of Pi



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