January 2010
28 posts
“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you...”
– J.D. Salinger (1919-2010), R.I.P. (via myserendipities) (via davidahood)
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I like today:
I like today. Today is a good day. And so will be tomorrow.
“Silly is you in a natural state, and serious is something you have to do until...”
– Mike Myers (via littlemiss)
Reminds me of OScar Wilde’s famous quote too “Life is too important to be taken seriously.”
Amen!
(via davidgillespie)
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The xx. Remixed.
This captures my week ahead,...
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“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that...”
– Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), The Road Not Taken (via simtan) (via quote-book)
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“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry...”
– Dead Poets Society
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The joy and the tragedy of the Devil inside: Dear... →
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Regret: the greatest tragedy
You know it’s a cliche, but when you’re reminded how fragile life can be I think you need to step up and listen. Say the things you’ve been meaning to say, do the things you’ve been wanting to do, love the people you’re afraid to love and take the leap that you’ve been avoiding.
Not because life’s short. But because to live with the unknown of what...
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Fix You.
When you try your best, but you don’t succeed When you get what you want, but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face When you lose something you can’t replace When you love someone, but it goes to waste Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try...
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sleeper awake.
Some of us Don’t know why We were born Into this world
Sometimes Can’t sleep at night Worrying about the world Fearing it as it turns
Use your hands You know that They Are worthy
Use your hands You know you love To get Them dirty
You’ve been lying on a bed Seeing no way Crying all the time Nearly dead Secrets are lies Lying in vain Sleeper awake Sleeper awake
Some of us...
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Sitting here trying to write, listening to a CD left for me and wondering why my arm is numb. Feeling a wave of inspiration trying to break through the pain that is my tiredness, which I wouldn’t swap for anything except perhaps, a moment to rest my eyes. And yet I can’t write because it’s already written:
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
and arbitrary blackness...
“Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares...”
– Anonymous (via where-the-heart-is) (via tiphereth)
