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  • #1
    Albert Camus
    “In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
    Albert Camus

  • #2
    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

  • #3
    Mary Oliver
    “Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #4
    Albert Einstein
    “Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
    Albert Einstein

  • #5
    Evelyn Waugh
    “Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.”
    Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

  • #5
    E.E. Cummings
    “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
    I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
    I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #7
    Shane L. Koyczan
    “I've been told
    that people in the army
    do more by 7:00 am
    than I do
    in an entire day

    But if I wake
    at 6:59 am
    and turn to you
    to trace the outline of your lips
    with mine
    I will have done enough
    and killed no one
    in the process.”
    Shane Koyczan

  • #8
    Aldous Huxley
    “Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #9
    Aldous Huxley
    “Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”
    Aldous Huxley, Complete Essays, Vol. II: 1926-1929

  • #10
    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

  • #11
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti
    “Poetry is eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone.”
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Americus, Book I

  • #12
    James Joyce
    “Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.”
    James Joyce, Ulysses

  • #13
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #14
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #15
    George Orwell
    “Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #16
    George Orwell
    “In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
    George Orwell

  • #17
    Tennessee Williams
    “Time is the longest distance between two places.”
    Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

  • #18
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

  • #19
    Henry David Thoreau
    “Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #20
    Henry David Thoreau
    “How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
    Henry David Thoreau

  • #21
    Henry David Thoreau
    “I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

  • #22
    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

  • #23
    Walt Whitman
    “This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
    Walt Whitman

  • #24
    “Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile."

    [Indian Summer]”
    John Howard Bryant

  • #25
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “Happy," I muttered, trying to pin the word down. But it is one of those words, like Love, that I have never quite understood. Most people who deal in words don’t have much faith in them and I am no exception – especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong. They are too elusive and far to relative when you compare them to sharp, mean little words like Punk and Cheap and Phony. I feel at home with these, because they’re scrawny and easy to pin, but the big ones are tough and it takes either a priest or a fool to use them with any confidence.”
    Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary

  • #26
    Michael Cunningham
    “Right now she is reading Virginia Woolf, all of Virginia Woolf, book by book-She is fascinated by the idea of a woman like that, a woman of such brilliance, such strangeness, such immeasurable sorrow; a woman who had genius but still filled her pocket with a stone and waded out into a river.”
    Michael Cunningham, The Hours

  • #27
    Iain S. Thomas
    “Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are”
    Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance

  • #28
    Kazuo Ishiguro
    “There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.”
    Kazuo Ishiguro

  • #29
    Ocean Vuong
    “How insufficient the memory, to fail before death.
    how will hear these notes when the train slides
    into the yard, the lights turned out, and the song

    lingers with breaths rising from empty seats?
    I know I am too human to praise what is fading.
    But for now, I just want to listen as the train fills

    completely with warm water, and we are all
    swimming slowly toward the man with Mozart
    flowing from his hands. I want nothing

    but to put my fingers inside his mouth,
    let that prayer hum through my veins.
    I want crawl into the hole in his violin.

    I want to sleep there
    until my flesh
    becomes music.”
    Ocean Vuong

  • #30
    Charles Frazier
    “And it was pointless...to think how those years could have been put to better use, for he could hardly have put them to worse. There was no recovering them now. You could grieve endlessly for the loss of time and for the damage done therein. For the dead, and for your own lost self. But what the wisdom of the ages says is that we do well not to grieve on and on. And those old ones knew a thing or two and had some truth to tell...for you can grieve your heart out and in the end you are still where you were. All your grief hasn't changed a thing. What you have lost will not be returned to you. It will always be lost. You're left with only your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is to go on or not. But if you go on, it's knowing you carry your scars with you.”
    Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain



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