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  • #1
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “The earth laughs in flowers.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #2
    William Goldman
    “Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.”
    William Goldman, The Princess Bride

  • #3
    The earth has its music for those who will listen
    “The earth has its music for those who will listen”
    Reginald Vincent Holmes, Fireside Fancies

  • #4
    “The absence of a message sometimes is a presence of one.”
    Hasse Jerner

  • #5
    Andrew  Boyd
    “We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: it's got to be the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”

    I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.”
    Andrew Boyd, Daily Afflictions: The Agony of Being Connected to Everything in the Universe

  • #6
    Bob Marley
    “Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”
    Bob Marley

  • #7
    Harriet Evans
    “You don't fall in love with someone because it's convenient.”
    Harriet Evans, A Hopeless Romantic

  • #8
    Henry Rollins
    “It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't coma back. You're left so alone that you can't explain. Damn, there's nothing like that, is there? I've been there and you have too. You're nodding your head.”
    Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins

  • #9
    Jennifer E. Smith
    “He looks at her and smiles. "You're sort of dangerous, you know?"
    She stares at him. "Me?"
    "Yeah," he says sitting back. "I'm way too honest with you.”
    Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

  • #10
    Herman Melville
    “We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.”
    Herman Melville

  • #11
    “We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all.”
    John Hughes, The Breakfast Club

  • #12
    Arnold Arre
    “Fairy tales thrive on black and white. In life, there’s only grey – no bad guys, no good guys. You could be the Cheshire cat, Snow White, a troll or a pastry-making witch whose diet consists only of little kids, but you’ll always be you.”
    Arnold Arre, After Eden

  • #14
    George Santayana
    “To be interested in the changing seasons is . . . a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.”
    George Santayana

  • #15
    George Santayana
    “Never build your emotional life on the weaknesses of others.”
    George Santayana

  • #16
    George Santayana
    “There is wisdom in turning as often as possible from the familiar to the unfamiliar: it keeps the mind nimble, it kills prejudice, and it fosters humor.”
    George Santayana

  • #17
    George Santayana
    “Nothing can so pierce the soul as the uttermost sigh of the body.”
    George Santayana

  • #18
    Walt Whitman
    “I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

    All seems beautiful to me.

    Whoever denies me, it shall not trouble me;
    Whoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed, and shall bless me.”
    Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

  • #19
    Oriah Mountain Dreamer
    “It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
    It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
    It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
    I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
    It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
    I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
    I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
    It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
    It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
    It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
    I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.”
    Oriah Mountain Dreamer

  • #20
    Jennifer E. Smith
    “He’s like a song she can’t get out of her head. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn’t think she could ever get tired of hearing it.”
    Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

  • #21
    W.B. Yeats
    “The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”
    W.B. Yeats

  • #22
    Terry Pratchett
    “Wisdom comes from experience. Experience is often a result of lack of wisdom.”
    Terry Pratchett

  • #23
    Terry Pratchett
    “In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.”
    Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies

  • #24
    Shel Silverstein
    “There are no happy endings.
    Endings are the saddest part,
    So just give me a happy middle
    And a very happy start.”
    Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It

  • #25
    Shel Silverstein
    “We can't hold hands―
    Someone might see.
    Won't you please
    Hold toes with me?”
    Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It

  • #26
    Kahlil Gibran
    “When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”
    Kahlil Gibran

  • #27
    Neil Gaiman
    “Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

  • #28
    Haruki Murakami
    “Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #29
    Haruki Murakami
    “Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

    And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

    And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #30
    W.S. Merwin
    “A BIRTHDAY

    Something continues and I don't know what to call it
    though the language is full of suggestions
    in the way of language
    but they are all anonymous
    and it's almost your birthday music next to my bones

    these nights we hear the horses running in the rain
    it stops and the moon comes out and we are still here
    the leaks in the roof go on dripping after the rain has passed
    smell of ginger flowers slips through the dark house
    down near the sea the slow heart of the beacon flashes

    the long way to you is still tied to me but it brought me to you
    I keep wanting to give you what is already yours
    it is the morning of the mornings together
    breath of summer oh my found one
    the sleep in the same current and each waking to you

    when I open my eyes you are what I wanted to see.”
    W.S. Merwin

  • #31
    “How lucky I am to have known somebody and something that saying goodbye to is so damned awful.”
    Evans G. Valens, The Other Side of the Mountain: The Story of Jill Kinmont



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