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  • #1
    Lewis Carroll
    “Alice laughed. 'There's no use trying,' she said. 'One can't believe impossible things.'

    I daresay you haven't had much practice,' said the Queen. 'When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. There goes the shawl again!”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #2
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “I think that all artists, regardless of degree of talent, are a painful, paradoxical combination of certainty and uncertainty, of arrogance and humility, constantly in need of reassurance, and yet with a stubborn streak of faith in their own validity no matter what.”
    Madeleine L'Engle

  • #3
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “She seems to have had the ability to stand firmly on the rock of her past while living completely and unregretfully in the present.”
    Madeleine L'Engle

  • #4
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “Mother says she can never stay mad at Daddy no matter how hard she tries. And Daddy says, 'Stay mad! You won't even let me get mad at you,' and then they laugh. Aren't you sorry for people who don't laugh, Vicky?"

    "Yes. And people who don't love music and books."

    "And people," John said.”
    Madeleine L'Engle

  • #5
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “The world of science lives fairly comfortably with paradox. We know that light is a wave, and also that light is a particle. The discoveries made in the infinitely small world of particle physics indicate randomness and chance, and I do not find it any more difficult to live with the paradox of a universe of randomness and chance and a universe of pattern and purpose than I do with light as a wave and light as a particle. Living with contradiction is nothing new to the human being.”
    Madeleine L'Engle

  • #6
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “you and I have good enough minds to know how very limited and finite they really are. The naked intellect is an extraordinarily inaccurate instrument.”
    Madeleine L'Engle, A Wind in the Door

  • #7
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “We do not know what things look like.
    We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing,this seeing. -Aunt Beast”
    Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

  • #8
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “Progo,' Meg asked. 'You memorized the names of all the stars - how many are there?'

    How many? Great heavens, earthling. I haven't the faintest idea.'

    But you said your last assignment was to memorize the names of all of them.'

    I did. All the stars in all the galaxies. And that's a great many.'

    But how many?'

    What difference does it make? I know their names. I don't know how many there are. It's their names that matter.”
    Madeleine L'Engle, A Wind in the Door

  • #9
    Madeleine L'Engle
    “I have advice for people who want to write. I don't care whether they're 5 or 500. There are three things that are important: First, if you want to write, you need to keep an honest, unpublishable journal that nobody reads, nobody but you. Where you just put down what you think about life, what you think about things, what you think is fair and what you think is unfair. And second, you need to read. You can't be a writer if you're not a reader. It's the great writers who teach us how to write. The third thing is to write. Just write a little bit every day. Even if it's for only half an hour — write, write, write.”
    Madeleine L'Engle

  • #10
    Dorothy Parker
    “They sicken of the calm who know the storm.”
    Dorothy Parker, Sunset Gun: Poems

  • #11
    Virginia Woolf
    “Nancy waded out to her own rocks and searched her own pools and let that couple look after themselves. She crouched low down and touched the smooth rubber-like sea anemones, who were stuck like lumps of jelly to the side of the rock. Brooding, she changed the pool into the sea, and made the minnows into sharks and whales, and cast vast clouds over this tiny world by holding her hand against the sun, and so brought darkness and desolation, like God himself, to millions of ignorant and innocent creatures, and then took her hand away suddenly and let the sun stream down.
    Out on the pale criss-crossed sand, high-stepping, fringed, gauntleted, stalked some fantastic leviathan (she was still enlarging the pool), and slipped into the vast fissures of the mountain side. And then, letting her eyes slide imperceptibly above the pool and rest on that wavering line of sea and sky, on the tree trunks which the smoke of steamers made waver on the horizon, she became with all that power sweeping savagely in and inevitably withdrawing, hypnotised, and the two senses of that vastness and this tininess (the pool had diminished again) flowering within it made her feel that she was bound hand and foot and unable to move by the intensity of feelings which reduced her own body, her own life, and the lives of all the people in the world, for ever, to nothingness. So listening to the waves, crouching over the pool, she brooded.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

  • #12
    Tom Robbins
    “Conversation between a princess and an outlaw:
    "If I stand for fairy-tale balls and dragon bait--dragon bait--what do you stand for?"
    "Me? I stand for uncertainty, insecurity, bad taste, fun, and things that go boom in the night."
    "Franky, it seems to me that you've turned yourself into a stereotype."
    "You may be right. I don't care. As any car freak will tell you, the old models are the most beautiful, even if they aren't the most efficient. People who sacrifice beauty for efficiency get what they deserve."
    "Well, you may get off on being a beautiful stereotype, regardless of the social consequences, but my conscience won't allow it."
    "And I goddamn refuse to be dragon bait. I'm as capable of rescuing you as you are of rescuing me."
    "I'm an outlaw, not a hero. I never intended to rescue you. We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.”
    Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker

  • #13
    Gautama Buddha
    “Words do not express thoughts very well; every thing immediately becomes a little different, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and wisdom of one man seems nonsense to another.”
    Siddhartha Gautama

  • #14
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “Right now I want a word that describes the feeling that you get--a cold sick feeling, deep down inside--when you know something is happening that will change you, and you don't want it to, but you can't stop it. And you know, for the first time, for the very first time, that there will now be a before and an after, a was and a will be. And that you will never again quite be the same person you were.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, A Northern Light

  • #15
    Brenda Ueland
    “The only good teachers for you are those friends who love you, who think you are interesting, or very important, or wonderfully funny; whose attitude is:
    "Tell me more. Tell me all you can. I want to understand more about everything you feel and know and all the changes inside and out of you. Let more come out."

    And if you have no such friend,--and you want to write,--well, then you must imagine one. ”
    Brenda Ueland, If You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit

  • #16
    Mark Z. Danielewski
    “Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share.”
    Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

  • #17
    “Bottom line is, even if you see 'em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are.”
    Joss Whedon

  • #18
    Thomas Merton
    “The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image. If in loving them we do not love what they are, but only their potential likeness to ourselves, then we do not love them: we only love the reflection of ourselves we find in them”
    Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island

  • #19
    Oriah Mountain Dreamer
    “It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
    It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
    It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
    I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
    It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
    I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
    I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
    It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
    It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
    It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
    I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.”
    Oriah Mountain Dreamer

  • #20
    “This is how it works. I love the people in my life, and I do for my friends whatever they need me to do for them, again and again, as many times as is necessary. For example, in your case you always forgot who you are and how much you're loved. So what I do for you as your friend is remind you who you are and tell you how much I love you. And this isn't any kind of burden for me, because I love who you are very much. Every time I remind you, I get to remember with you, which is my pleasure.”
    James Lecesne

  • #21
    Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
    “Don't flatter yourself that friendship authorizes you to say disagreeable things to your intimates. The nearer you come into relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy become. Except in cases of necessity, which are rare, leave your friend to learn unpleasant things from his enemies; they are ready enough to tell them.”
    Oliver Wendall Holmes

  • #22
    Fred Rogers
    “When I say it's you I like, I'm talking about that part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see or hear or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate, peace that rises triumphant over war, and justice that proves more powerful than greed.”
    Fred Rogers

  • #23
    Jim Henson
    “There's not a word yet, for old friends who've just met.”
    Jim Henson, Favorite Songs From Jim Henson's Muppets

  • #24
    C.S. Lewis
    “When the two people who thus discover that they are on the same secret road are of different sexes, the friendship which arises between them will very easily pass – may pass in the first half hour – into erotic love. Indeed, unless they are physically repulsive to each other or unless one or both already loves elsewhere, it is almost certain to do so sooner or later. And conversely, erotic love may lead to Friendship between the lovers. But this, so far from obliterating the distinction between the two loves, puts it in a clearer light. If one who was first, in the deep and full sense, your Friend, is then gradually or suddenly revealed as also your lover you will certainly not want to share the Beloved’s erotic love with any third. But you will have no jealousy at all about sharing the Friendship. Nothing so enriches an erotic love as the discovery that the Beloved can deeply, truly and spontaneously enter into Friendship with the Friends you already had; to feel that not only are we two united by erotic love but we three or four or five are all travelers on the same quest, have all a common vision.”
    C.S. Lewis, Four Loves

  • #25
    Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another What! You
    “Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”
    C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

  • #26
    Stephen Cosgrove
    “So when you're cold
    From the inside out
    And don't know what to do,
    Remember love and friendship,
    And warmth will come to you.”
    Stephen Cosgrove, The Gnome from Nome

  • #27
    Stephen Cosgrove
    “As you walk through forests
    or the meadows of your mind,
    Stop and talk to those you fear
    Good friendships you may find”
    Stephen Cosgrove, Buttermilk Bear

  • #28
    Barbara Cohen
    “Listen to me, Amin," I said slowly. "Listen to me very carefully. Nothing is the same. Nothing will ever be the same again. There lives on this earth a woman who can be my friend and my lover. Do you understand that? Do you understand what a marvelous thing that is?"

    "A friend is a friend," Uthman interrupted, "and a woman is a woman. You can't have them in one person. The whole world knows that."

    "If that's what the whole world knows, ...then the whole world is wrong. I believed the whole world, and I lost her.”
    Barbara Cohen, Seven Daughters and Seven Sons

  • #29
    Shannon Hale
    “When you get tired of worrying and mourning your horse and trying not to be afraid, tell me and I'll do it for you a while so you can shut your eyes and sleep peaceful.”
    Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl

  • #30
    John Christopher
    “I was remembering the things we had done together, the times we had had. It would have been pleasant to preserve that comradeship in the days that came after. Pleasant, but alas, impossible. That which had brought us together had gone, and now our paths diverged, according to our natures and needs. We would meet again, from time to time, but always a little more as strangers; until perhaps at last, as old men with only memories left, we could sit together and try to share them.”
    John Christopher, The Pool of Fire



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