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  • #124
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough
    to make every moment holy.
    I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough
    just to lie before you like a thing,
    shrewd and secretive.
    I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will,
    as it goes toward action;
    and in those quiet, sometimes hardly moving times,
    when something is coming near,
    I want to be with those who know secret things
    or else alone.
    I want to be a mirror for your whole body,
    and I never want to be blind, or to be too old
    to hold up your heavy and swaying picture.
    I want to unfold.
    I don’t want to stay folded anywhere,
    because where I am folded, there I am a lie.
    and I want my grasp of things to be
    true before you. I want to describe myself
    like a painting that I looked at
    closely for a long time,
    like a saying that I finally understood,
    like the pitcher I use every day,
    like the face of my mother,
    like a ship
    that carried me
    through the wildest storm of all.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

  • #125
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:
    THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
    FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
    WAS MUSIC”
    kurt vonnegut

  • #126
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #127
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #128
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “How embarrassing to be human.”
    Kurt Vonnegut

  • #129
    Lysley Tenorio
    “...that breath of relief that there is someone in the world, finally, who understands what hurts you.”
    Lysley Tenorio, Monstress

  • #130
    Maurice Sendak
    “I have nothing now but praise for my life. I'm not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more...What I dread is the isolation. ... There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.”
    Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are

  • #131
    Maurice Sendak
    “And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!”
    Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are

  • #132
    Henry David Thoreau
    “How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
    Henry David Thoreau

  • #133
    Desmond Tutu
    “Do your little bit of good where you are; it's those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.”
    Desmond Tutu

  • #134
    C.S. Lewis
    “Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
    C.S. Lewis

  • #135
    Allen Ginsberg
    “The weight of the world is love.
    Under the burden of solitude,
    under the burden of dissatisfaction
    the weight,the weight we carry is love. ”
    Allen Ginsberg

  • #136
    Mark Twain
    “In a good bookroom you feel in some mysterious way that you are absorbing the wisdom contained in all the books through your skin, without even opening them.”
    Mark Twain

  • #137
    Mark Twain
    “The frankest and freest and privatest product of the human mind and heart is a love letter...”
    Mark Twain, Mark Twain's Own Autobiography: The Chapters from the North American Review

  • #138
    John Fitzgerald Kennedy
    “For in the final analysis, our most basic common link, is that we all inhabit this small planet, we all breathe the same air, we all cherish our children's futures, and we are all mortal.”
    John F. Kennedy

  • #139
    John Milton
    “A good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.”
    John Milton, Areopagitica

  • #140
    W.B. Yeats
    “Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.”
    William Butler Yeats

  • #141
    William Shakespeare
    “Though she be but little, she is fierce!”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #142
    Susan Sontag
    “My library is an archive of longings.”
    Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

  • #143
    Aldous Huxley
    “But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #144
    Toni Morrison
    “Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it.”
    Toni Morrison, Jazz

  • #145
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

  • #146
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #147
    Simon Pegg
    “Being a geek is all about being honest about what you enjoy and not being afraid to demonstrate that affection. It means never having to play it cool about how much you like something. It’s basically a license to proudly emote on a somewhat childish level rather than behave like a supposed adult. Being a geek is extremely liberating.”
    Simon Pegg

  • #148
    Margaret Atwood
    “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.”
    Margaret Atwood

  • #150
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #151
    Thomas Hardy
    “But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.”
    Thomas Hardy, Jude the Obscure

  • #152
    Sylvia Plath
    “I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #153
    Sylvia Plath
    “The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #154
    J.D. Salinger
    “She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”
    J.D. Salinger



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