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March 23rd, 2012
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March 9th, 2012
The world isn’t just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no? Doesn’t that make life a story?
Life of Pi
February 29th, 2012
February 10th, 2012
February 6th, 2012
Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said. “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.
“Hell,” I said. “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.
Ernest Hemingway, “A Farewell to Arms”
February 5th, 2012
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January 19th, 2012
No man may indeed become wise before he has had his share of winters in this world’s kingdom.
The Wanderer
January 9th, 2012
The misery and greatness of this world: it offers no truths, but only objects for love. Absurdity is king, but love saves us from it.
Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942
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January 7th, 2012
The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. They were not made for humans any more than blacks were made for whites, or women for men.
Alice Walker, American author, The Color Purple (via babybeeveg)
January 4th, 2012
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until there is not the life left to utter another note. But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know. We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.
The Thornbirds, by Colleen McCullough
January 2nd, 2012
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.
December 22nd, 2011
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