Famous Quotes Ipsum

Hope has two beautiful daughters: their names are anger and courage. anger that things are the way they are. courage to make them the way they should be. and may these characters remain / when all is ruin once again it is not the answer that enlightens, but the question. i've learned that fate only takes you so far. after that, it's up to you to make it happen. i make such a good statistic / no point is more central than this, that empty space is not empty. it is the seat of the most violent physics. i might be the only person on the face of the earth that knows you're the greatest woman on earth. i might be the only one who appreciates how amazing you are in every single thing that you do, and how you are with spencer, "spence", and in every single thought that you have, and how you say what you mean, and how you almost always mean something that's all about being straight and good. i think most people miss that about you, and i watch them, wondering how they can watch you bring their food, and clear their tables and never get that they just met the greatest woman alive. and the fact that i get it makes me feel good, about me. the bravest are the tenderest. the loving are the daring. love one another, but make not a bond of love; / let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. / fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. / give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. / sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, / even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. / give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. / for only the hand of life can contain your hearts. / and stand together yet not too near together: / for the pillars of the temple stand apart, / and the oak tree annd the cypress grow not in each other's shadow. 'you see,' franny would explain, years later, 'we aren't eccentric, we're not bizarre. to each other,' franny would say, 'we're as common as rain.' and she was right: to each other, we were as normal and nice as the smell of bread, we were just a family. in a family, even exaggerations make perfect sense; they are always logical exaggerations, nothing more. the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place. everything in life is its own little world, but most of us have gotten so caught up in our narrow arenas that we've forgotten to realize the magic and the beauty that are in all the other little interconnected worlds, too. if people can be educated to see the lowly side of their own natures, it may be hoped that they will also learn to understand and to love their fellow men better. a little less hypocrisy and a little more tolerance towards oneself can only have good results in respect for our neighbor; for we are all too prone to transfer to our fellows the injustice and violence we inflict upon our own natures..

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. they must be felt with the heart. power consists.... in deciding which stories will be told. the writer should never be ashamed of staring. there is nothing that does not require his attention. mostly, we authors must repeat ourselves--that's the truth. we have two or three great moving experiences in our lives--experiences so great and moving that it doesn't seem at the time that anyone else has been so caught up and pounded and dazzled and astonished and beaten and broken and rescued and illuminated and rewarded and humbled in just that way ever before. why do we kill people who kill people to show that killing people is wrong? in a cruel and imperfect world, she was living proof that god could still create perfection. the flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting. friendship with oneself is all important, because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world. a friend loves at all times..

Saturday found him for the first time strolling alone through zurich, breathing in the heady smell of his freedom. new adventures hid around each corner. the future was again a secret. do not follow where the path may lead. go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. if the path is beautiful, let us not ask where it leads. so much of what i see reminds me of something i read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? early in the novel that tereza clutched under her arm when she went to visit tomas, anna meets vronsky in curious circumstances: they are at the railway station when someone is run over by a train. at the end of the novel, anna throws herself under a train. this symmetrical composition - the same motif appears at the beginning and at the end - may seem quite 'novelistic' to you, and i am willing to agree, but only on condition that you refrain from reading such notions as 'fictive', 'fabricated', and 'untrue to life' into the word 'novelistic'. because human lives are composed in precisely such a fashion. i lay down on the parched ground and looked as hard as i could at the blue sky. i wanted to feel the sheerness of space, to somehow reach what was empty and quiet, to hold what was right beyond my grasp. i think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. i took us for better and i took us for worse / don't you ever forget it / now the steel bars between me and a promise / suddenly bend with ease / the closer i'm bound in love to you / the closer i am to free education, in the broadest, truest sense, will make an individual seek to help all people, regardless of race, regardless of color, regardless of condition. knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens. to the world you may just be one person, but to one person you may be the world. i would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating. make one person happy each day, and in forty years you will have made 14,600 human beings happy, for a little time at least. love is rarer than genius itself. and friendship is rarer than love. mother nature, whose forests give us sanctuary, holds many answers to who we are. the tall tree is a symbol of the powerful and peaceful being whose roots grow deep within each of us. to honor nature is to honor ourselves. camerado, i give you my hand! / i give you my love more precious than money, / i give you myself before preaching or law; / will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me? / shall we stick by each other as long as we live? i always feel i have to take a stand / and there's always someone on hand / to hate me for standing there... / i always feel i have to open my mouth, / and every time i do, i offend someone somewhere... freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose..