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"The only way to know where you are is to begin making yourself at home" George Macdonald
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“Hope attracts chances.”― Toba Beta
“CONCERNED BUT NOT CONSUMED!” ― Ron Sanders “For every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.” ― Richelle Mead |
JON STEWART: "I’ll tell you this: Religion is far more of a choice than homosexuality. And the protections that we have for religion — we protect religion. And talk about a lifestyle choice — that is absolutely a choice. Gay people don’t choose to be gay. At what age did you choose to not be gay?
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"The opposite of love is apathy, and hate is really the same as love. If you're so consumed by hatred for someone, you might as well be loving them, because you're thinking about them for the same amount of time."
~Unknown |
Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, I will try again tomorrow.
~Mary Anne Radmacher Hershey |
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.--Washington Irving
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"Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it." ~Mark Twain
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Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable. ~ Joyce Brothers |
"A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart."
Johann Von Goethe |
Love someone not because they give you what you need, but because they give you feelings you never thought you needed.
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“A woman's heart should be so hidden in God that a man has to seek Him just to find her.”
― Max Lucado |
There is power in the blood, and when God is working on us we are getting a transfusion.
Pastor Randy |
To give real service you must add something which cannot be bought or measured with money, and that is sincerity and integrity.
Donald A. Adams |
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.”
― Jess C. Scott, The Intern |
" You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or their fancy car,but because they sing a song only you can hear."
Oscar Wilde |
"Forgive me if I'm speaking out of turn, but you seem to me, to be a woman holding her breath, and I cannot tell if that's because you're waiting for something to end...or for something to begin."
-Stephen Campbell-Moore, as James Delafield, on BBC's Lark Rise to Candleford (Season 1, Episode 8) |
“She wasnt exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All she knew for sure was that right here and now, she was falling hard and she could only pray that he was feeling the same way.” ― Nicholas Sparks
“Well, it's simple to love someone," she said. "But it's hard to know when you need to say it out loud.”― Rebecca Stead “I could never pretend something I didn't feel. I could never make love if I didn't love, and if I loved I could no more hide the fact than change the color of my eyes.” ― Marilyn Monroe |
georgeous...
“Well, it's simple to love someone," she said. "But it's hard to know when you need to say it out loud.”― Rebecca Stead
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“In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”
― Jane Austen, Pride And Prejudice |
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The Mirabeau Bridge
By Guillaume Apollinaire Translated by A.Z. Foreman Below the Mirabeau bridge there flows the Seine So too our love Must I recall how then After each sorrow, joy would come again Let night come toll hours away Days go by me here I stay Let us stay hand in hand face to face While down below The bridge of our embrace Roll the waves weary of our endless gaze Let night come toll hours away Days go by me here I stay Love goes away the way the waters flow Love goes away How life is long and slow How hope of life can deal so strong a blow Let night come toll hours away Days go by me here I stay The days the weeks are passing from our ken Neither time passed Nor love can come again Below the Mirabeau bridge there flows the Seine Let night come toll hours away Days go by me here I stay The Original: Le Pont Mirabeau Sous le pont Mirabeau coule la Seine Et nos amours Faut-il qu'il m'en souvienne La joie venait toujours après la peine Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure Les jours s'en vont je demeure Les mains dans les mains restons face à face Tandis que sous Le pont de nos bras passe Des éternels regards l'onde si lasse Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure Les jours s'en vont je demeure L'amour s'en va comme cette eau courante L'amour s'en va Comme la vie est lente Et comme l'Espérance est violente Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure Les jours s'en vont je demeure Passent les jours et passent les semaines Ni temps passé Ni les amours reviennent Sous le pont Mirabeau coule la Seine Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure Les jours s'en vont je demeure |
If French is the language of love, then German is the language of f*cking. ~ Not known
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Consorting with Angels
I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the post, tired of my mouth and my breasts, tired of the cosmetics and the silks. There were still men who sat at my table, circled around the bowl I offered up. The bowl was filled with purple grapes and the flies hovered in for the scent and even my father came with his white bone. But I was tired of the gender things. Last night I had a dream and I said to it... 'You are the answer. You will outlive my husband and my father.' In that dream there was a city made of chains where Joan was put to death in man's clothes and the nature of the angels went unexplained, no two made in the same species, one with a nose, one with an ear in its hand, one chewing a star and recording its orbit, each one like a poem obeying itself, performing God's functions, a people apart. 'You are the answer, ' I said, and entered, lying down on the gates of the city. Then the chains were fastened around me and I lost my common gender and my final aspect. Adam was on the left of me and Eve was on the right of me, both thoroughly inconsistent with the world of reason. We wove our arms together and rode under the sun. I was not a woman anymore, not one thing or the other. O daughters of Jerusalem, the king has brought me into his chamber. I am black and I am beautiful. I've been opened and undressed. I have no arms or legs. I'm all one skin like a fish. I'm no more a woman than Christ was a man. Anne Sexton |
Plans to protect air and water, wilderness and wildlife are in fact plans to protect man.--Stewart Udall
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"You'll see it when you believe it."
~Wayne Dyer(f) "For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." ~ Judy Garland(f) |
There is no excellent beauty,
that hath not some strangeness in proportion. ~Sir Francis Bacon |
When we love, we are courageous; and courage has nothing to do with being fearless, its about being willing to experience fear, even dread, to do what we must, without guarantee of outcome. ~ Vanna Bonta |
Thought for the day
You don't have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.
C.S. Lewis |
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway |
I want to dance always, to be good and not evil, and, when it is all over, not to have the feeling that I might have done better. —Ruth St. Denis I accept the gift of humility. I am not afraid anymore to look reality in the eye – and what I see is as right as the sun and the sea. ~ I.M. |
“Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
― Anton Chekhov |
“The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise.”
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
In taking revenge,
a man is but even with his enemy, but in passing it over, he is superior. ~Sir Francis Bacon |
We do not cry because we are weak, we cry because we have been strong for too long. ~ Unknown
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Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and something that will refresh us in return. And it can be found in each of us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places. (Anonymous)
(Regarding my fight against cancer): It isn't anything like bravery. It is more like doing what I need to do to win. Bravery isn't selfish. Me keeping the faith, staying positive through the fear and wanting to survive, is. ~ Aryon Some days there won't be a song in your heart. Sing anyway. ~Emory Austin You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. ~Eleanor Roosevelt |
“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
― Henry David Thoreau |
--Gwen Sharp
"Femininity is depicted as weakness, the sapping of strength, yet masculinity is so fragile that apparently even the slightest brush with the feminine destroys it." |
“I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies; for the hardest victory is over self.”
― Aristotle |
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Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while. Kin Hubbard
Snowflakes are kisses from heaven. Where does the white go when it melts? Hugh Kieffer |
Intense love does not measure, it just gives.--Mother Teresa
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