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  • #1
    C.S. Lewis
    “The mold in which a key is made would be a strange thing, if you had never seen a key: and the key itself a strange thing if you had never seen a lock. Your soul has a curious shape because it is a hollow made to fit a particular swelling in the infinite contours of the divine substance, or a key to unlock one of the doors in the house with many mansions.

    Your place in heaven will seem to be made for you and you alone, because you were made for it -- made for it stitch by stitch as a glove is made for a hand.”
    C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain

  • #2
    Andrea Gibson
    “I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with.
    Tell me why you loved them,
    then tell me why they loved you.

    Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through.
    Tell me what the word home means to you
    and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name
    just by the way you describe your bedroom
    when you were eight.

    See, I want to know the first time you felt the weight of hate,
    and if that day still trembles beneath your bones.

    Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain
    or bounce in the bellies of snow?
    And if you were to build a snowman,
    would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms
    or would leave your snowman armless
    for the sake of being harmless to the tree?
    And if you would,
    would you notice how that tree weeps for you
    because your snowman has no arms to hug you
    every time you kiss him on the cheek?

    Do you kiss your friends on the cheek?
    Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad
    even if it makes your lover mad?
    Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion
    or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

    See, I wanna know what you think of your first name,
    and if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy
    when she spoke it for the very first time.

    I want you to tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind.
    Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel.
    Tell me, knowing I often picture Gandhi at ten years old
    beating up little boys at school.

    If you were walking by a chemical plant
    where smokestacks were filling the sky with dark black clouds
    would you holler “Poison! Poison! Poison!” really loud
    or would you whisper
    “That cloud looks like a fish,
    and that cloud looks like a fairy!”

    Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin?
    Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea?
    And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me —
    how would you explain the miracle of my life to me?

    See, I wanna know if you believe in any god
    or if you believe in many gods
    or better yet
    what gods believe in you.
    And for all the times that you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself,
    have the prayers you asked come true?
    And if they didn’t, did you feel denied?
    And if you felt denied,
    denied by who?

    I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror
    on a day you’re feeling good.
    I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror
    on a day you’re feeling bad.
    I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty
    could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.

    If you ever reach enlightenment
    will you remember how to laugh?

    Have you ever been a song?
    Would you think less of me
    if I told you I’ve lived my entire life a little off-key?
    And I’m not nearly as smart as my poetry
    I just plagiarize the thoughts of the people around me
    who have learned the wisdom of silence.

    Do you believe that concrete perpetuates violence?
    And if you do —
    I want you to tell me of a meadow
    where my skateboard will soar.

    See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living.
    I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving,
    and if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes.
    I wanna know if you bleed sometimes
    from other people’s wounds,
    and if you dream sometimes
    that this life is just a balloon —
    that if you wanted to, you could pop,
    but you never would
    ‘cause you’d never want it to stop.

    If a tree fell in the forest
    and you were the only one there to hear —
    if its fall to the ground didn’t make a sound,
    would you panic in fear that you didn’t exist,
    or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness?

    And lastly, let me ask you this:

    If you and I went for a walk
    and the entire walk, we didn’t talk —
    do you think eventually, we’d… kiss?

    No, wait.
    That’s asking too much —
    after all,
    this is only our first date.”
    Andrea Gibson

  • #3
    Pablo Picasso
    “If I paint a wild horse, you might not see the horse... but surely you will see the wildness!”
    Pablo Picasso

  • #4
    Douglas Adams
    “For instance, on the planet Earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achieved so much—the wheel, New York, wars and so on—whilst all the dolphins had ever done was muck about in the water having a good time. But conversely, the dolphins had always believed that they were far more intelligent than man—for precisely the same reasons.”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #5
    Orson Scott Card
    “Val," said Father, “we don't expect you to understand this, but some of the things that make Peter . . . difficult . . . are the very things that might also make him great someday."
    “What about me?" asked Valentine. “As long as you're telling fortunes."
    “Oh, Val," said Father. "All you have to do is live your life, and everyone around you will be happier."
    "No greatness, then."
    "Val," said Mother, "goodness trumps greatness any day."
    "Not in the history books," said Valentine.
    "Then the wrong people are writing history, aren't they?" said Father.”
    Orson Scott Card, Ender in Exile

  • #6
    Catherynne M. Valente
    “Marriage is a wrestling match where you hold on tight while your mate changes into a hundred different things. The trick is that you're changing into a hundred other things, but you can't let go. You can only try to match up and never turn into a wolf while he's a rabbit, or a mouse while he's still busy being an owl, a brawny black bull while he's a little blue crab scuttling for shelter. It's harder than it sounds.”
    Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Soared Over Fairyland and Cut the Moon in Two

  • #7
    “We can’t help but wonder how much difference one person makes in the world. We look inside ourselves, questioning if we have the capacity for heroism and greatness. But the truth is, every time we take an action, we make an impact. Every single thing we do has an effect on the people around us. Every choice we make sends ripples out into the world. Our smallest acts of kindness can cause a chain reaction of unforeseen benefits for people we’ve never met. We might not witness those results, but they happen all the same.”
    Jake Bohm
    tags: jake

  • #8
    Orson Scott Card
    “When you really know somebody you can’t hate them. Or maybe it’s just that you can’t really know them until you stop hating them.”
    Orson Scott Card, Speaker for the Dead

  • #9
    Douglas Adams
    “The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.”
    Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time

  • #10
    Peter Høeg
    “I feel the same way about solitude as some people feel about the blessing of the church. It's the light of grace for me. I never close my door behind me without the awareness that I am carrying out an act of mercy toward myself.”
    Peter Høeg, Smilla's Sense of Snow

  • #11
    Vincent van Gogh
    “Just slap anything on when you see a blank canvas staring you in the face like some imbecile. You don't know how paralyzing that is, that stare of a blank canvas is, which says to the painter, ‘You can't do a thing’. The canvas has an idiotic stare and mesmerizes some painters so much that they turn into idiots themselves. Many painters are afraid in front of the blank canvas, but the blank canvas is afraid of the real, passionate painter who dares and who has broken the spell of `you can't' once and for all.”
    Vincent van Gogh

  • #12
    Orson Scott Card
    “Don't judge me until you understand me. You can't understand me if you've already judged me.”
    Orson Scott Card, Ender in Exile

  • #13
    Vincent van Gogh
    “What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart. That is my ambition, based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum.”
    Vincent Van Gogh

  • #14
    Monty Roberts
    “If you act like you've only got fifteen minutes, it will take all day. Act like you've got all day, it will take fifteen minutes.”
    Monty Roberts

  • #15
    Vincent van Gogh
    “Looking at the stars always makes me dream, as simply as I dream over the black dots representing towns and villages on a map.

    Why, I ask myself, shouldn’t the shining dots of the sky be as accessible as the black dots on the map of France?

    Just as we take a train to get to Tarascon or Rouen, we take death to reach a star. We cannot get to a star while we are alive any more than we can take the train when we are dead. So to me it seems possible that cholera, tuberculosis and cancer are the celestial means of locomotion. Just as steamboats, buses and railways are the terrestrial means.

    To die quietly of old age would be to go there on foot.”
    Vincent van Gogh

  • #16
    Roy T. Bennett
    “Don't be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.”
    Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

  • #17
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #18
    Terry Pratchett
    “It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it's called Life.”
    Terry Pratchett, The Last Continent

  • #19
    Terry Pratchett
    “Wisdom comes from experience. Experience is often a result of lack of wisdom.”
    Terry Pratchett

  • #20
    Robin Hobb
    “Is it the nature of the world that all things seek a rhythm, and in that rhythm a sort of peace? Certainly it has always seemed so to me. All events, no matter how earthshaking or bizarre, are diluted within moments of their occurrence by the continuance of the necessary routines of day-to-day living. Men waling a battlefield to search for wounded among the dead will still stop to cough, to blow their noses, still lift their eyes to watch a V of geese in flight. I have seen farmers continue their plowing and planting, heedless of armies clashing but a few miles away.”
    Robin Hobb, Assassin's Apprentice

  • #21
    Sanober  Khan
    “your hand
    touching mine.
    this is how
    galaxies
    collide.”
    Sanober Khan

  • #22
    Douglas Adams
    “Don't you understand that we need to be childish in order to understand? Only a child sees things with perfect clarity, because it hasn't developed all those filters which prevent us from seeing things that we don't expect to see.”
    Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

  • #23
    Pablo Picasso
    “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.”
    Pablo Picasso

  • #24
    Terry Pratchett
    “The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.”
    Terry Pratchett, Diggers

  • #25
    Vincent van Gogh
    “At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that night is still more richly coloured than the day; having hues of the most intense violets, blues and greens. If only you pay attention to it you will see that certain stars are lemon-yellow, others pink or a green, blue and forget-me-not brilliance. And without my expatiating on this theme it is obvious that putting little white dots on the blue-black is not enough to paint a starry sky.”
    Vincent van Gogh

  • #26
    Vincent van Gogh
    “I must continue to follow the path I take now. If I do nothing, if I study nothing, if I cease searching, then, woe is me, I am lost. That is how I look at it — keep going, keep going come what may.
    But what is your final goal, you may ask. That goal will become clearer, will emerge slowly but surely, much as the rough draught turns into a sketch, and the sketch into a painting through the serious work done on it, through the elaboration of the original vague idea and through the consolidation of the first fleeting and passing thought.”
    Vincent van Gogh

  • #27
    Orson Scott Card
    “We thought we were the only thinking beings in the universe, until we met you, but never did we dream that thought could arise from the lonely animals who cannot dream each other's dreams.”
    Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

  • #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
    David Abram
    “How monotonous our speaking becomes when we speak only to ourselves! And how insulting to the other beings – to foraging black bears and twisted old cypresses – that no longer sense us talking to them, but only about them, as though they were not present in our world…Small wonder that rivers and forests no longer compel our focus or our fierce devotion. For we walk about such entities only behind their backs, as though they were not participant in our lives. Yet if we no longer call out to the moon slipping between the clouds, or whisper to the spider setting the silken struts of her web, well, then the numerous powers of this world will no longer address us – and if they still try, we will not likely hear them.”
    David Abram, Becoming Animal: An Earthly Cosmology

  • #30
    Orson Scott Card
    “The task of the tyrant is not to compel, but to persuade even the unwilling that compliance better serves their interest than resistance.”
    Orson Scott Card, Ender in Exile



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