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  • #1
    Sally Mann
    “I struggle with enormous discrepancies: between the reality of motherhood and the image of it, between my love for my home and the need to travel, between the varied and seductive paths of the heart. The lessons of impermanance, the occasional despair and the muse, so tenuously moored, all visit their needs upon me and I dig deeply for the spiritual utilities that restore me”
    Sally Mann

  • #2
    Richelle Mead
    “What?" I asked uneasily. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

    He shook his head, the smile rueful now. "Because sometimes, a person can get so caught up in the details that they miss the whole. It's not just the dress or the hair. It's YOU. You're beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me.”
    Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice

  • #3
    Gerard Way
    “Never forget how beautiful you are.”
    Gerard Way

  • #4
    Sarah Dessen
    “For once, you believed in yourself. You believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world.”
    Sarah Dessen, Keeping the Moon

  • #5
    George Santayana
    “Beauty as we feel it is something indescribable; what it is or what it means can never be said.”
    George Santayana

  • #6
    Lauren Oliver
    “Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That's what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.”
    Lauren Oliver, Delirium

  • #7
    Jack Kerouac
    “[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #8
    Ayn Rand
    “Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

  • #9
    Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious
    “Tell me, what is it you plan to do
    with your one wild and precious life?”
    Mary Oliver

  • #10
    Mary Oliver
    “to live in this world

    you must be able
    to do three things
    to love what is mortal;
    to hold it

    against your bones knowing
    your own life depends on it;
    and, when the time comes to let it go,
    to let it go”
    Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Volume One

  • #11
    Mary Oliver
    “Sometimes I need
    only to stand
    wherever I am
    to be blessed.”
    Mary Oliver, Evidence: Poems

  • #12
    Mary Oliver
    “The Poet With His Face In His Hands

    You want to cry aloud for your
    mistakes. But to tell the truth the world
    doesn’t need anymore of that sound.

    So if you’re going to do it and can’t
    stop yourself, if your pretty mouth can’t
    hold it in, at least go by yourself across

    the forty fields and the forty dark inclines
    of rocks and water to the place where
    the falls are flinging out their white sheets

    like crazy, and there is a cave behind all that
    jubilation and water fun and you can
    stand there, under it, and roar all you

    want and nothing will be disturbed; you can
    drip with despair all afternoon and still,
    on a green branch, its wings just lightly touched

    by the passing foil of the water, the thrush,
    puffing out its spotted breast, will sing
    of the perfect, stone-hard beauty of everything.”
    Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 2

  • #13
    Mary Oliver
    “there was a new voice
    which you slowly
    recognized as your own,
    that kept you company
    as you strode deeper and deeper
    into the world,
    determined to do
    the only thing you could do --
    determined to save
    the only life you could save.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #14
    Mary Oliver
    “So every day
    I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth
    of the ideas of God,
    one of which was you.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #15
    Mary Oliver
    “Why I Wake Early

    Hello, sun in my face.

    Hello, you who made the morning

    and spread it over the fields

    and into the faces of the tulips

    and the nodding morning glories,

    and into the windows of, even, the

    miserable and the crotchety –



    best preacher that ever was,

    dear star, that just happens

    to be where you are in the universe

    to keep us from ever-darkness,

    to ease us with warm touching,

    to hold us in the great hands of light –

    good morning, good morning, good morning.



    Watch, now, how I start the day

    in happiness, in kindness.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #16
    Mary Oliver
    “What will you do with your one precious, wild life?”
    Mary Oliver

  • #17
    Mary Oliver
    “And now you'll be telling stories
    of my coming back
    and they won't be false, and they won't be true
    but they'll be real”
    Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings: Poems

  • #18
    E.E. Cummings
    “I will take the sun in my mouth
    and leap into the ripe air
    Alive
    with closed eyes
    to dash against darkness”
    E.E. Cummings, Poems, 1923-1954

  • #19
    E.E. Cummings
    “Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #20
    E.E. Cummings
    “Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.”
    E.E Cummings

  • #21
    Oscar Wilde
    “I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #22
    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

  • #23
    Victor Hugo
    “A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables



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