“When it’s going well, the fact of it is everywhere. It’s there in the song that shuffles into your ears. It’s there in the book you’re reading. It’s there on the shelves of the store as you reach for a towel and forget about the towel. It’s there as you open the door. As you stare off into the subway, it’s what you’re looking at. You wear it on the inside of your hat. It lines your pockets. It’s the temperature.
The hitch, of course, it that when it’s going badly, it’s in all the same places."
— David Levithan
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At some point before all this happening, there must have been a committee of God’s in a glass panelled conference room trying to decide how to actually distribute this magical stuff into the room, hell, every wall of the room.
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Repetitive satisfactions would not be nearly enough to feed your head and heart.
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It is all so bittersweet. And through my process I will change that, and it will only be sweet.
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Tell me what’s going on here.
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The cooked onions are making my eyes burn.
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The cutest babies resemble miniature Michelan Men.
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"There was so much in you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. I thought how tragic it would be if you were wasted."
— Oscar Wilde (The Picture of Dorian Gray)
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I use to want a Sharpe merely because I loved their wrinkles. I still love their wrinkles and think they are quite possibly the cutest dogs ever; but I question whether or not I could love them enough to routinely clean their wrinkles. Doubtful.
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I should use my blender more. I’m a master smoothie maker. That’s one thing I do well.
~
Real or not real? True or false? Fiction or nonfiction? It's all pretty grey.
~
I want to learn how to ice a cake perfectly.
~
"The voice fell low, sank into her breast and stretched the tight bodice over her heart as she came up close. He felt the young lips, her body sighing in relief against the arm growing stronger to hold her. There were now no more plans than if Dick had arbitrarily made some indissoluble mixture, with atoms joined and inseparable; you could throw it all out but never again could they fit back into atomic scale. As he held her and tasted her, and as she curved in further and further toward him, with her own lips, new to herself, drowned and engulfed in love, yet solaced and triumphant, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if only as a reflection in her wet eyes."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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It is like walking through a fog. You don’t notice as it is happening, but walk through that fog long enough and you’ll get soaked.
~
I want a pair of footy pajamas. Just to say I have a pair of footy pajamas.
~
And how do you know when you know?
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Ryan Gosling’s character from “Blue Valentine” had the image from “The Giving Tree” tattooed on his shoulder. Maybe, that’s why I liked the movie so much.
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"I'm not superstitious," said Michael Scott, the former boss in the TV show "The Office." "I'm just a little stitious." From my perspective, Sagittarius, you shouldn't indulge yourself in being even a little stitious in the coming weeks. You have a prime opportunity to free yourself from the grip of at least some of your irrational fears, unfounded theories, and compulsive fetishes. I'm not saying that you suffer from more of these delusions than any of the rest of us. It's just that you now have more power than the rest of us to break away from their spell.”
~
The faith you continually show in me, is… well, perfect.
~
All of creation loves you very much. Even now, people you know and people you don't know are collaborating to make sure you have all you need to make your next smart move. But are you willing to start loving life back with an equal intensity?
~
Internet: you are really pissing me off. it must be my karma for being a thief.
~
There are certain songs that I listen for just one line of lyrics. And that one line is enough to make me want to listen to the whole song over and over. I actually think there are a lot of songs like that. Those lines that just make you feel.
~
"It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments."
— Oriah Mountain Dreamer (The Invitation)
~
Is that too much to ask?
The hitch, of course, it that when it’s going badly, it’s in all the same places."
— David Levithan
~
At some point before all this happening, there must have been a committee of God’s in a glass panelled conference room trying to decide how to actually distribute this magical stuff into the room, hell, every wall of the room.
~
Repetitive satisfactions would not be nearly enough to feed your head and heart.
~
It is all so bittersweet. And through my process I will change that, and it will only be sweet.
~
Tell me what’s going on here.
~
The cooked onions are making my eyes burn.
~
The cutest babies resemble miniature Michelan Men.
~
"There was so much in you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. I thought how tragic it would be if you were wasted."
— Oscar Wilde (The Picture of Dorian Gray)
~
I use to want a Sharpe merely because I loved their wrinkles. I still love their wrinkles and think they are quite possibly the cutest dogs ever; but I question whether or not I could love them enough to routinely clean their wrinkles. Doubtful.
~
I should use my blender more. I’m a master smoothie maker. That’s one thing I do well.
~
Real or not real? True or false? Fiction or nonfiction? It's all pretty grey.
~
I want to learn how to ice a cake perfectly.
~
"The voice fell low, sank into her breast and stretched the tight bodice over her heart as she came up close. He felt the young lips, her body sighing in relief against the arm growing stronger to hold her. There were now no more plans than if Dick had arbitrarily made some indissoluble mixture, with atoms joined and inseparable; you could throw it all out but never again could they fit back into atomic scale. As he held her and tasted her, and as she curved in further and further toward him, with her own lips, new to herself, drowned and engulfed in love, yet solaced and triumphant, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if only as a reflection in her wet eyes."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
~
It is like walking through a fog. You don’t notice as it is happening, but walk through that fog long enough and you’ll get soaked.
~
I want a pair of footy pajamas. Just to say I have a pair of footy pajamas.
~
And how do you know when you know?
~
Ryan Gosling’s character from “Blue Valentine” had the image from “The Giving Tree” tattooed on his shoulder. Maybe, that’s why I liked the movie so much.
~
"I'm not superstitious," said Michael Scott, the former boss in the TV show "The Office." "I'm just a little stitious." From my perspective, Sagittarius, you shouldn't indulge yourself in being even a little stitious in the coming weeks. You have a prime opportunity to free yourself from the grip of at least some of your irrational fears, unfounded theories, and compulsive fetishes. I'm not saying that you suffer from more of these delusions than any of the rest of us. It's just that you now have more power than the rest of us to break away from their spell.”
~
The faith you continually show in me, is… well, perfect.
~
All of creation loves you very much. Even now, people you know and people you don't know are collaborating to make sure you have all you need to make your next smart move. But are you willing to start loving life back with an equal intensity?
~
Internet: you are really pissing me off. it must be my karma for being a thief.
~
There are certain songs that I listen for just one line of lyrics. And that one line is enough to make me want to listen to the whole song over and over. I actually think there are a lot of songs like that. Those lines that just make you feel.
~
"It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments."
— Oriah Mountain Dreamer (The Invitation)
~
Is that too much to ask?
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