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  • #1
    Dr. Seuss
    “How did it get so late so soon?”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #2
    “I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.”
    Emery Allen

  • #3
    Heraclitus
    “Time is a game played beautifully by children.”
    Heraclitus, Fragments

  • #4
    “I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything.
    Maybe we’re from the same star.”
    Emery Allen

  • #5
    “Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
    Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”
    Emery Allen

  • #6
    Fernando Pessoa
    “My past is everything I failed to be.”
    Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

  • #7
    “You don't need another Human Being to make your life complete, but let's be honest. Having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn't see them as disasters In your soul, but cracks to put their love into, Is the most calming thing In this World.”
    Emery Allen

  • #8
    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.”
    Jean-Paul Sartre , Nausea

  • #9
    Henry David Thoreau
    “As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #10
    Salvador Dalí
    “At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.”
    Salvador Dali

  • #11
    Salvador Dalí
    “Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.”
    Salvador Dali

  • #12
    Salvador Dalí
    “I don't do drugs. I am drugs.”
    Salvador Dali

  • #13
    Salvador Dalí
    “The sole difference between myself and a madman is the fact that I am not mad!”
    Salvador Dali

  • #14
    Salvador Dalí
    “Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.”
    Salvador Dali

  • #15
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #16
    Charles Baudelaire
    “What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.”
    Charles Baudelaire

  • #17
    Simon Van Booy
    “For those who are lost, there will always be cities that feel
    like home.”
    Simon Van Booy, Everything Beautiful Began After

  • #18
    Sarah Dessen
    “There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you'll never understand what it's saying.”
    Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

  • #19
    “Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.”
    Anthony G. Oettinger

  • #20
    Dr. Seuss
    “They say I'm old-fashioned, and live in the past, but sometimes I think progress progresses too fast!”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #21
    Dr. Seuss
    “How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
    Dr. Seuss

  • #22
    Laurell K. Hamilton
    “He was twenty. I remembered twenty. I'd known everything at twenty. It took me another year to realize I knew nothing. I was still hoping to learn something before I hit thirty, but I wasn't holding my breath.”
    Laurell K. Hamilton, Circus of the Damned

  • #23
    Umberto Eco
    “Then why do you want to know?"

    "Because learning does not consist only of knowing what we must or we can do, but also of knowing what we could do and perhaps should not do.”
    Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose

  • #24
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #25
    “You should date a girl who reads.
    Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

    Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

    She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

    Buy her another cup of coffee.

    Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

    It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

    She has to give it a shot somehow.

    Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

    Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

    Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

    If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

    You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

    You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

    Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

    Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
    Rosemarie Urquico

  • #26
    Audrey Hepburn
    “If I’m honest I have to tell you I still read fairy-tales and I like them best of all.”
    Audrey Hepburn

  • #27
    William Penn
    “Time is what we want most,but what we use worst.”
    William Penn

  • #28
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #29
    Sylvia Plath
    “The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #30
    Sylvia Plath
    “Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.”
    Sylvia Plath



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