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“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts-” -Edgar Allan Poe
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"Pretty words are not always true, and true words are not always pretty."
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"I could care less if at times I can't be your number 1 as long as I'm always your only one."
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I have been avoiding this thread for a bit... time to come back...
"Always remember that the future comes one day at a time." ~Dean Acheson |
"Forgive me, Spirit of my spirit, for this, that I have found it easier to read the mystery told in tears and understood Thee better in sorrow than in joy."
~George William Russell |
“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anaïs Nin http://www.onthisdeity.com/wp-conten...nais-nin-1.jpg |
"Pena ajena" ~ My mom
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Never regret something that made you smile.
~ Unknown |
You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.
~ Winston Churchill |
If I could follow you
If I could follow you far away further off than all you knew out to the uttermost regions the world's solitude where Wintergate* is rolling its brash, dead trace and you're looking for a foothold in overwhelming space I know - it can't happen. But when you stagger shivering blindly baptised then right across the universe I will hear your cry and be your new warmth and be your new arms be near you in a different world of things with unborn names *The Milky Way --Karin Boye |
I ask the impossible: love me forever.
Love me when all desire is gone. Love me with the single mindedness of a monk. When the world in its entirety, and all that you hold sacred advise you against it: love me still more. When rage fills you and has no name: love me. When each step from your door to our job tires you-- love me; and from job to home again, love me, love me. Love me when you're bored-- when every woman you see is more beautiful than the last, or more pathetic, love me as you always have: not as admirer or judge, but with the compassion you save for yourself in your solitude. Love me as you relish your loneliness, the anticipation of your death, mysteries of the flesh, as it tears and mends. Love me as your most treasured childhood memory-- and if there is none to recall-- imagine one, place me there with you. Love me withered as you loved me new. Love me as if I were forever-- and I, will make the impossible a simple act, by loving you, loving you as I do -Ana Castillo |
Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. - Ferris Bueller's Day Off |
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"Peace is not something you wish for; It's something you make, something you do, something you are, and something you give away."
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If you don't feel happy and healthy it is very difficult to love someone else.
~William Shatner |
desiderata - by max ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. Max Ehrmann c.1920 |
A portion of mankind take pride in their vices and pursue their purpose; many more waver between doing what is right and complying with what is wrong.
Horace |
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Ode to the Present | Pablo Neruda
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present moment, smooth as a wooden slab, this immaculate hour, this day pure as a new cup from the past-- no spider web exists-- with our fingers, we caress the present; we cut it according to our magnitude we guide the unfolding of its blossoms. It is living, alive-- it contains nothing from the unrepairable past, from the lost past, it is our infant, growing at this very moment, adorned with sand, eating from our hands. Grab it. Don't let it slip away. Don't lose it in dreams or words. Clutch it. Tie it, and order it to obey you. Make it a road, a bell, a machine, a kiss, a book, a caress. Take a saw to its delicious wooden perfume. And make a chair; braid its back; test it. Or then, build a staircase! Yes, a staircase. Climb into the present, step by step, press your feet onto the resinous wood of this moment, going up, going up, not very high, just so you repair the leaky roof. Don't go all the way to heaven. Reach for apples, not the clouds. Let them fluff through the sky, skimming passage, into the past. You are your present, your own apple. Pick it from your tree. Raise it in your hand. It's gleaming, rich with stars. Claim it. Take a luxurious bite out of the present, and whistle along the road of your destiny. |
“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” -Dr.Seuss
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