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  • #1
    Virginia Woolf
    “Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #2
    Sylvia Plath
    “I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #3
    Bob Marley
    “You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect—you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break—her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.”
    Bob Marley

  • #4
    Nicole Krauss
    “Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.”
    Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

  • #5
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “When I am with you, we stay up all night.
    When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
    Praise God for those two insomnias!
    And the difference between them.”
    Rumi

  • #6
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “Knock, And He'll open the door
    Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun
    Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens
    Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything.”
    Jalal Ad-Din Rumi

  • #7
    Emily Brontë
    “If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”
    Emily Jane Brontë , Wuthering Heights

  • #8
    Brandon Boyd
    “the world is a rollercoaster, and i am not strapped i, maybe i should hold with care but my hands are busy in the air”
    Brandon Boyd

  • #9
    William Goldman
    “I love you,' Buttercup said. 'I know this must come as something of a surprise to you, since all I've ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but a half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before a storm. Your eyes are like that, did you know? Well they are. How many minutes ago was I? Twenty? Had I brought my feelings up to then? It doesn't matter.' Buttercup still could not look at him. The sun was rising behind her now; she could feel the heat on her back, and it gave her courage. 'I love you so much more now than twenty minutes ago that there cannot be comparison. I love you so much more now then when you opened your hovel door, there cannot be comparison. There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey. Do you want me to follow you for the rest of your days? I will do that. Do you want me to crawl? I will crawl. I will be quiet for you or sing for you, or if you are hungry, let me bring you food, or if you have thirst and nothing will quench it but Arabian wine, I will go to Araby, even though it is across the world, and bring a bottle back for your lunch. Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do. I know I cannot compete with the Countess in skills or wisdom or appeal, and I saw the way she looked at you. And I saw the way you looked at her. But remember, please, that she is old and has other interests, while I am seventeen and for me there is only you. Dearest Westley--I've never called you that before, have I?--Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley,--darling Westley, adored Westley, sweet perfect Westley, whisper that I have a chance to win your love.' And with that, she dared the bravest thing she'd ever done; she looked right into his eyes.”
    William Goldman, The Princess Bride

  • #10
    Sylvia Plath
    “We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”
    Sylvia Plath

  • #11
    Anaïs Nin
    “The truly faithless one is the one who makes love to only a fraction of you. And denies the rest.”
    Anais Nin

  • #12
    Franz Kafka
    “A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #13
    Haruki Murakami
    “Closing your eyes isn't going to change anything. Nothing's going to disappear just because you can't see what's going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That's the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won't make time stand still.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #14
    Pablo Neruda
    “Well, now
    If little by little you stop loving me
    I shall stop loving you
    Little by little
    If suddenly you forget me
    Do not look for me
    For I shall already have forgotten you

    If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
    And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
    Remember
    That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
    And my roots will set off to seek another land”
    Pablo Neruda, Selected Poems

  • #15
    Virginia Woolf
    “I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

  • #16
    Virginia Woolf
    “I am rooted, but I flow.”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #17
    “Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.”
    Anthony G. Oettinger

  • #18
    Sylvia Plath
    “I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
    Sylvia Plath

  • #19
    W.B. Yeats
    “A mermaid found a swimming lad,
    Picked him up for her own,
    Pressed her body to his body,
    Laughed; and plunging down
    Forgot in cruel happiness
    That even lovers drown.”
    W.B. Yeats

  • #20
    Haruki Murakami
    “People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #21
    E.M. Forster
    “It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
    E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #22
    “Once Seung Sahn Soen-sa and a student of his attended a talk at a Zen center in California. The Dharma teacher spoke about Bodhidharma. After the talk, someone asked him "What's the difference between Bodhidharma's sitting in Sorim for nine years and your sitting here now?"

    The Dharma teacher said, "About five thousand miles."
    The questioner said, "Is that all?"
    The Dharma teacher said, "Give or take a few miles."

    Later on, Soen-sa asked his student, "What do you think of these answers?"
    "Not bad, not good. But the dog runs after the bone."
    "How would you answer?"
    "I'd say, 'Why do you make a difference?' "

    Soen-sa said, "Not bad. Now you ask me."
    "What's the difference between Bodhidharma's sitting in Sorim for nine years and your sitting here now?"
    "Don't you know?"
    "I'm listening."
    "Bodhidharma sat in Sorim for nine years. I am sitting here now."

    The student smiled.”
    Zen Master Seung Sahn, Dropping Ashes on the Buddha: The Teachings of Zen Master Seung Sahn
    tags: zen

  • #23
    Milan Kundera
    “A mismatched outfit, a slightly defective denture, an exquisite mediocrity of the soul-those are the details that make a woman real, alive. The women you see on posters or in fashion magazines-the ones all the women try to imitate nowadays-how can they be attractive? They have no reality of their own; they're just the sum of a set of abstract rules. They aren't born of human bodies; they hatch ready-made from the computers." ~The Book of Laughter and Forgetting”
    Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting



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