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  • #2
    Albert Einstein
    “Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
    Albert Einstein

  • #3
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero

  • #4
    “Insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results.”
    Narcotics Anonymous

  • #5
    Mark Twain
    “If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.”
    Mark Twain

  • #6
    Pablo Neruda
    “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
    Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

  • #7
    Martin Luther King Jr.
    “Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
    Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches

  • #8
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #9
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “She felt the abyss of disenchantment.”
    Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

  • #10
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Both looked back then on the wild revelry...and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude.”
    Gabriel Garcia Marquez

  • #11
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Then the writing became so fluid that I sometimes felt as if I were writing for the sheer pleasure of telling a story, which may be the human condition that most resembles levitation.”
    Gabriel Garcia Marquez

  • #12
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but ... life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.”
    Gabriel García Márquez

  • #13
    Jim  Butcher
    “Jobs are a part of life. Maybe you've heard of the concept. It's called work? See, what happens is that you suffer through doing annoying and humiliating things until you get paid not enough money. Like those Japanese game shows, only without all the glory.”
    Jim Butcher, Blood Rites

  • #14
    Plutarch
    “Being conscious of having done a wicked action leaves stings of remorse behind it, which, like an ulcer in the flesh, makes the mind smart with perpetual wounds; for reason, which chases away all other pains, creates repentance, shames the soul with confusion, and punishes it with torment.”
    Plutarch

  • #15
    J.K. Rowling
    “It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all—in which case, you fail by default.”
    J.K. Rowling

  • #16
    J.K. Rowling
    “If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #17
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

  • #18
    Federico García Lorca
    “Never let me lose the marvel
    of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
    the solitary rose of your breath
    places on my cheek at night.

    I am afraid of being, on this shore,
    a branchless trunk, and what I most regret
    is having no flower, pulp, or clay
    for the worm of my despair.

    If you are my hidden treasure,
    if you are my cross, my dampened pain,
    if I am a dog, and you alone my master,

    never let me lose what I have gained,
    and adorn the branches of your river
    with leaves of my estranged Autumn.”
    Federico García Lorca

  • #19
    Federico García Lorca
    “But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed.”
    Federico Garcia Lorca

  • #20
    Federico García Lorca
    “The night above. We two. Full moon.
    I started to weep, you laughed.
    Your scorn was a god, my laments
    moments and doves in a chain.
    The night below. We two. Crystal of pain.
    You wept over great distances.
    My ache was a clutch of agonies
    over your sickly heart of sand.
    Dawn married us on the bed,
    our mouths to the frozen spout
    of unstaunched blood.
    The sun came through the shuttered balcony
    and the coral of life opened its branches
    over my shrouded heart.

    - Night of Sleepless Love
    Federico García-Lorca

  • #21
    Federico García Lorca
    “In the green morning
    I wanted to be a heart.
    A heart.

    And in the ripe evening
    I wanted to be a nightingale.
    A nightingale.

    (Soul,
    turn orange-colored.
    Soul,
    turn the color of love.)

    In the vivid morning
    I wanted to be myself.
    A heart.

    And at the evening's end
    I wanted to be my voice.
    A nightingale.

    Soul,
    turn orange-colored.
    Soul,
    turn the color of love.

    - Ditty of First Desire
    Federico García Lorca, Selected Verse

  • #22
    Federico García Lorca
    “I know there is no straight road
    No straight road in this world
    Only a giant labyrinth
    Of intersecting crossroads”
    Federico García Lorca
    tags: life

  • #23
    Virginia Woolf
    “There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #24
    Virginia Woolf
    “No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own / Three Guineas

  • #25
    Virginia Woolf
    “Nothing has really happened unless it's been described [in words].”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #26
    Virginia Woolf
    “My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?”
    Virginia Woolf



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