"The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but
shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more,
but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and
smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees
but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more
problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little,
drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too
little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our
possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and
hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to
life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but
have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer
space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom,
but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but
accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more
computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we
communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small
character, steep profits and shallow relationships.

These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but
broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway
morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything
from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the
showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can
bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share
this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember, to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not
going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks
up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave
your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the
only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most
of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from
deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person might
not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to
share the precious thoughts in your mind."
— Bob Moorehead

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...," He murmured.
"What a stupid lamb, " I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."
— Stephenie Meyer

"Twilight again, he murmured." Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end."
— Stephenie Meyer (Twilight)

"Edward. Edward. My life and his were twisted into a single strand. Cut one, and you cut both. If he were gone, I would not be able to live through that. If I were gone, he wouldn't live through it, either. And a world without Edward seemed completely pointless. Edward had to exist."
— Stephenie Meyer (Breaking Dawn)

"Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat."
— Theodore Roosevelt

"I told you- I got tired of trying to stay away from you. So I'm giving up."
— Edward- Stephanie Meyer

"Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars."
— J. K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix)

"I said it would be better if we weren't friends, not that I didn't want to be.
-Edward"
— Stephenie Meyer

"I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 1, p.17"
— Stephenie Meyer (Twilight)

"Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made."
— Stephenie Meyer (New Moon)

""...she thought I was underestimating her feelings, but in truth she was underestimating mine..." - Edward, Twilight"
— Meyer, Stephanie

"maturity is only the control of one's imagination."
— Sidney Greenslate

"He lifed his glorious, agonized eyes to mine. "You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.
"
— Stephanie Meyer

"So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)

"However long the night...
Dawn WILL break

"
— African proverb

"The incident with Dawn hadn't been one of my finer moments. I honestly hadn't expected to break any bones when I shoved her into a tree. Still, the incident had given me a dangerous reputation. The story had gained legendary status, and I liked to imagine that it was still being told around campfires late at night. Judging by the look on the girl's face, it was."
— Richelle Mead (Vampire Academy)

"Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold..."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows)

"Mevlâna Jalâluddîn Rumi translated by Coleman Barks

A Thirsty Fish



I don't get tired of you. Don't grow weary
of being compassionate toward me!

All this thirst equipment
must surely be tired of me,
the waterjar, the water carrier.

I have a thirsty fish in me
that can never find enough
of what it's thirsty for!

Show me the way to the ocean!
Break these half-measures,
these small containers.

All this fantasy
and grief.

Let my house be drowned in the wave
that rose last night in the courtyard
hidden in the center of my chest.

Joseph fell like the moon into my well.
The harvest I expected was washed away.
But no matter.

A fire has risen above my tombstone hat.
I don't want learning, or dignity,
or respectability.

I want this music and this dawn
and the warmth of your cheek against mine.

The grief-armies assemble,
but I'm not going with them.

This is how it always is
when I finish a poem.

A great silence comes over me,
and I wonder why I ever thought
to use language."
— Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

"And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of the summer, a night so hot you can't even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then at some point late, late, late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns into cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you're almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it's that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what's warm - whether it's something or someone - toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feeling of being sad in the world and ready for sleep, that's happiness."
— Paul Schmidtberger (Design Flaws of the Human Condition)

""Sea-Fever"

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over"
— John Masefield (Sea Fever: Selected Poems of John Masefield)

"Only that dawn breaks to which we are awake"
— Henry David Thoreau

"God

In his malodorous brain what slugs and mire,
Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, guttering burned!
His body lodged a rat where men nursed souls.
The world flashed grape-green eyes of a foiled cat
To him. On fragments of an old shrunk power,
On shy and maimed, on women wrung awry,
He lay, a bullying hulk, to crush them more.
But when one, fearless, turned and clawed like bronze,
Cringing was easy to blunt these stern paws,
And he would weigh the heavier on those after.

Who rests in God's mean flattery now? Your wealth
Is but his cunning to make death more hard.
Your iron sinews take more pain in breaking.
And he has made the market for your beauty
Too poor to buy, although you die to sell.
Only that he has never heard of sleep;
And when the cats come out the rats are sly.
Here we are safe till he slinks in at dawn

But he has gnawed a fibre from strange roots,
And in the morning some pale wonder ceases.
Things are not strange and strange things are forgetful.
Ah! if the day were arid, somehow lost
Out of us, but it is as hair of us,
And only in the hush no wind stirs it.
And in the light vague trouble lifts and breathes,
And restlessness still shadows the lost ways.
The fingers shut on voices that pass through,
Where blind farewells are taken easily ....

Ah! this miasma of a rotting God!"
— Isaac Rosenberg (The Poems and Plays of Isaac Rosenberg)

" 64. Surprising and Distressing Things
While one is cleaning a decorative comb, something catches in the teeth and the comb breaks.
A carriage overturns. One would have imagined that such a solid, bulky object would remain forever on its wheels. It all seems like a dream -- astonishing and senseless.
A child or grown-up blurts out something that is bound to make people uncomfortable.
All night long one has been waiting for a man who one thought was sure to arrive. At dawn, just when one has forgotten about him for a moment and dozed off, a crow caws loudly. One wakes up with a start and sees that it is daytime -- most astonishing.
One of the bowmen in an archery contest stands trembling for a long time before shooting; when finally he does release his arrow, it goes in the wrong direction."
— Sei Shonagon (The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon)

"He woke before dawn and watched the gray day break. Slow and half opaque. He rose while the boy slept and pulled on his shoes and wrapped in his blanket he walked out through the trees. He descended into a gryke in the stone and there he crouched coughing and he coughed for a long time. Then he just knelt in the ashes. He raised his face to the paling day. Are you there? he whispered. Will I see you at the last? Have you a neck by which to throttle you? Have you a heart? Damn you eternally have you a soul? Oh God, he whispered. Oh God."
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

"Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?"
"Yes," said Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me "sir" Professor."
The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince)

"You're the one who is weak. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix)

"This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this. "
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix)

"Dumbledore will only leave from Hogwarts when there are none loyal to him!"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince)

"I’m going to keep going until I succeed — or die. Don’t think I don’t know how this might end. I’ve known it for years. "
— J.K. Rowling

"For Harry Potter I have all the time in the world."
— Philippa Gregory

"Dumbledore's man through and through, aren't you Potter?"
"Yeah I am," said Harry. "Glad we straightened that out."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince)

"
Harry Potter,
Sudahkah kau temukan
ramuan rahasia itu
agar seluruh orang di dunia
bisa saling cinta?"
— Abdurahman Faiz (Untuk Bunda dan Dunia)

"A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours' time by Mrs. Dursley's scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin Dudley...He couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: "To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone)

"'He accused me of being Dumbledore's man through and through.'

'How very rude of him.'

'I told him I was.'

Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again. Fawkes the phoenix let out a low, soft, musical cry. To Harry's intense embarrassment, he suddenly realized that Dumbledore's bright blue eyes looked rather watery, and stared hastily at his own knee. When Dumbledore spoke, however, his voice was quite steady.

'I am very touched Harry.'"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince)

"Great, tell me when you've defeated Voldemort for me, will you?"
— J.K. Rowling

"I couldn't care more about Harry Potter if Hogwarts was my alma mater. Accio Deathly Hallows."
— J.K. Rowling

"The only way out is through."
— J.K. Rowling

"Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.

'After all this time?'

'Always,' said Snape."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows)

"I knew I could do it all this time," said Harry,"because I'd already done it...does that make sense?"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban)

"I love magic!"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire)

"Your aim is so bad Warrington, I'd be more worried if you were aiming for the person next to me."
— J.K. Rowling

"don't tell me Harry Potter is really about the Holy Grail"
— Dan Brown (The Da Vinci Code)

"Repeat after me, Mr. Black: I do believe in commas. I do, I do."
— Jaida Jones

"'Did you know sir, then?'
'Did I know I'd just met the most dangerous dark wizard of all time? No.'"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince)

"Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban)

"You're a fool, Harry Potter...and you will lose..."
— J.K. Rowling

"I really feel that we're not giving children enough credit for distinguishing what's right and what's wrong. I, for one, devoured fairy tales as a little girl. I certainly didn't believe that kissing frogs would lead me to a prince, or that eating a mysterious apple would poison me, or that with the magical "Bibbity-Bobbity-Boo" I would get a beautiful dress and a pumpkin carriage. I also don't believe that looking in a mirror and saying "Candyman, Candyman, Candyman" will make some awful serial killer come after me. I believe that many children recognize Harry Potter for what it is, fantasy literature. I'm sure there will always be some that take it too far, but that's the case with everything. I believe it's much better to engage in dialog with children to explain the difference between fantasy and reality. Then they are better equipped to deal with people who might have taken it too far."
— J.K. Rowling

"Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you.
I'd been broken beyond repair."
— Stephenie Meyer (New Moon)

"If I could dream at all it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it."
— Stephenie Meyer (Twilight)

"'Do I dazzle you?'

'Frequently.'"
— Stephenie Meyer