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  • #1
    Nick Hornby
    “It's no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn't even speak to each other if they met at a party.”
    Nick Hornby

  • #2
    Terry Pratchett
    “Stories of imagination tend to upset those without one.”
    Terry Pratchett

  • #3
    I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn
    “I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”
    Marilyn Monroe

  • #4
    “Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

    Wear sunscreen.

    If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

    Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

    Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.”
    Mary Schmich

  • #5
    Neil Gaiman
    “I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.

    I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.

    I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.

    I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste.

    I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds.

    I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.

    I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.

    I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.

    I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too.

    I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.

    I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #6
    Ani DiFranco
    “You broke me bodily.
    The heart ain't the half of it,
    And I'll never learn to laugh at it
    In my good natured way.
    In fact, I'm laughing less in general,
    But I learned a lot at my own funeral.
    And I knew you'd be the death of me,
    So I guess that's the price I pay.”
    Ani DiFranco

  • #8
    Lisa Schroeder
    “Was it hard?" I ask.
    Letting go?"

    Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.”
    Lisa Schroeder

  • #9
    E.E. Cummings
    “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
    I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
    I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #10
    E.E. Cummings
    “To be nobody but
    yourself in a world
    which is doing its best day and night to make you like
    everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
    which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #11
    E.E. Cummings
    “I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
    than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #12
    E.E. Cummings
    “anyone lived in a pretty how town
    (with up so floating many bells down)
    spring summer autumn winter
    he sang his didn't he danced his did

    Women and men(both little and small)
    cared for anyone not at all
    they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
    sun moon stars rain

    children guessed(but only a few
    and down they forgot as up they grew
    autumn winter spring summer)
    that noone loved him more by more

    when by now and tree by leaf
    she laughed his joy she cried his grief
    bird by snow and stir by still
    anyone's any was all to her

    someones married their everyones
    laughed their cryings and did their dance
    (sleep wake hope and then)they
    said their nevers they slept their dream

    stars rain sun moon
    (and only the snow can begin to explain
    how children are apt to forget to remember
    with up so floating many bells down)

    one day anyone died i guess
    (and noone stooped to kiss his face)
    busy folk buried them side by side
    little by little and was by was

    all by all and deep by deep
    and more by more they dream their sleep
    noone and anyone earth by april
    wish by spirit and if by yes.

    Women and men (both dong and ding)
    summer autumn winter spring
    reaped their sowing and went their came
    sun moon stars rain”
    E. E. Cummings, Selected Poems
    tags: love

  • #13
    E.E. Cummings
    “The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.”
    e. e. cummings

  • #14
    Saki
    “I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.”
    Saki, The Unbearable Bassington
    tags: debt

  • #15
    E.E. Cummings
    “love is thicker than forget
    more thinner than recall
    more seldom than a wave is wet
    more frequent than to fail

    it is most mad and moonly
    and less it shall unbe
    than all the sea which only
    is deeper than the sea

    love is less always than to win
    less never than alive
    less bigger than the least begin
    less littler than forgive

    it is most sane and sunly
    and more it cannot die
    than all the sky which only
    is higher than the sky”
    E. E. Cummings
    tags: love

  • #16
    E.E. Cummings
    “i like my body when it is with your
    body. It is so quite new a thing.
    Muscles better and nerves more.
    i like your body. i like what it does,
    i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
    of your body and its bones, and the trembling
    -firm-smooth ness and which i will
    again and again and again
    kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
    i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
    of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
    over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs,

    and possibly i like the thrill

    of under me you so quite new.”
    e.e. cummings

  • #17
    E.E. Cummings
    “let it go -- the
    smashed word broken
    open vow or
    the oath cracked length
    wise -- let it go it
    was sworn to
    go

    let them go -- the
    truthful liars and
    the false fair friends
    and the boths and
    neithers -- you must let them go they
    were born
    to go

    let all go -- the
    big small middling
    tall bigger really
    the biggest and all
    things -- let all go
    dear
    so comes love”
    e.e. cummings

  • #18
    Ernest Hemingway
    “The first and final thing you have to do in this world is to last it and not be smashed by it.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #19
    Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
    “Melody is the essence of music. I compare a good melodist to a fine racer, and counterpointists to hack post-horses; therefore be advised, let well alone and remember the old Italian proverb: Chi sa più, meno sa—Who knows most, knows least.”
    Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

  • #20
    “When you blame others, you give up your power to change.”
    Robert Anthony

  • #21
    Douglas Adams
    “One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continually stating and repeating the very very obvious.”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

  • #22
    Dr. Seuss
    “How did it get so late so soon?”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #23
    Robert Graves
    “Welsh Incident

    'But that was nothing to what things came out
    From the sea-caves of Criccieth yonder.'
    What were they? Mermaids? dragons? ghosts?'
    Nothing at all of any things like that.'
    What were they, then?'
    'All sorts of queer things,
    Things never seen or heard or written about,
    Very strange, un-Welsh, utterly peculiar
    Things. Oh, solid enough they seemed to touch,
    Had anyone dared it. Marvellous creation,
    All various shapes and sizes, and no sizes,
    All new, each perfectly unlike his neighbour,
    Though all came moving slowly out together.'
    Describe just one of them.'
    'I am unable.'
    What were their colours?'
    'Mostly nameless colours,
    Colours you'd like to see; but one was puce
    Or perhaps more like crimson, but not purplish.
    Some had no colour.'
    'Tell me, had they legs?'
    Not a leg or foot among them that I saw.'
    But did these things come out in any order?'
    What o'clock was it? What was the day of the week?
    Who else was present? How was the weather?'
    I was coming to that. It was half-past three
    On Easter Tuesday last. The sun was shining.
    The Harlech Silver Band played Marchog Jesu
    On thrity-seven shimmering instruments
    Collecting for Caernarvon's (Fever) Hospital Fund.
    The populations of Pwllheli, Criccieth,
    Portmadoc, Borth, Tremadoc, Penrhyndeudraeth,
    Were all assembled. Criccieth's mayor addressed them
    First in good Welsh and then in fluent English,
    Twisting his fingers in his chain of office,
    Welcoming the things. They came out on the sand,
    Not keeping time to the band, moving seaward
    Silently at a snail's pace. But at last
    The most odd, indescribable thing of all
    Which hardly one man there could see for wonder
    Did something recognizably a something.'
    Well, what?'
    'It made a noise.'
    'A frightening noise?'
    No, no.'
    'A musical noise? A noise of scuffling?'
    No, but a very loud, respectable noise ---
    Like groaning to oneself on Sunday morning
    In Chapel, close before the second psalm.'
    What did the mayor do?'
    'I was coming to that.”
    Robert Graves

  • #24
    José Saramago
    “Liking is probably the best form of ownership, and ownership the worst form of liking.”
    José Saramago, The Tale of the Unknown Island

  • #25
    Salman Rushdie
    “In spite of all evidence that life is discontinuous, a valley of rifts, and that random chance plays a great part in our fates, we go on believing in the continuity of things, in causation and meaning. But we live on a broken mirror, and fresh cracks appear in its surface every day. ”
    Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

  • #26
    Salman Rushdie
    “My horizon's have shrunk and I have only endings to write.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Enchantress of Florence

  • #27
    Salman Rushdie
    “Why obliterate the exceptional merely in order to make the outstanding look finer than it was?”
    Salman Rushdie, The Enchantress of Florence

  • #28
    Salman Rushdie
    “If a birth is the fall-out from the explosion caused by the union of two unstable elements, then perhaps a half-life is all we can expect. ”
    Salman Rushdie, The Moor's Last Sigh

  • #29
    Salman Rushdie
    “Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

  • #30
    Pamela Redmond Satran
    “A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    enough money within her control to move out
    and rent a place of her own even if she never wants
    to or needs to...
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her
    dreams wants to see her in an hour...
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
    a youth she's content to leave behind....
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to
    retelling it in her old age....
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .....
    a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black
    lace bra...
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who
    lets her cry...
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone
    else in her family...
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a
    recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored...
    A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
    a feeling of control over her destiny...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    how to fall in love without losing herself..
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    HOW TO QUIT A JOB,
    BREAK UP WITH A LOVER,
    AND CONFRONT A FRIEND WITHOUT RUINING THE FRIENDSHIP...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    when to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    that she can't change the length of her calves,
    the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    that her childhood may not have been perfect...but it's over...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    whom she can trust,
    whom she can't,
    and why she shouldn't
    take it personally...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    where to go...
    be it to her best friend's kitchen table...
    or a charming inn in the woods...
    when her soul needs soothing...
    EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
    what she can and can't accomplish in a day...
    a month...and a year...”
    Pamela Redmond Satran

  • #31
    “The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

    We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

    We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

    We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

    These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.

    These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

    Remember, to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

    Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

    Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

    Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person might not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.”
    Bob Moorehead, Words Aptly Spoken



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