Quotes and Stuff.

So I've been collecting quotes for a really long time, and I've put some of them on little scraps of paper in a silver metal lunchbox, and some of them on legal pads, and some of them on my computer. And now here they are. Hope you enjoy the words.

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E. Lockhart, The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks

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Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, streets signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don't bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like i. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: "It's not where you take things from - it's where you take them to."

Jim Jarmusch

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When someone is going through a storm, your silent presence is more powerful than a million empty words.

Thema Davis

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Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they're also what tear you apart.

Haruki Murakami

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It is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.

Edgar Allen Poe

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For all the girls I’ve met and those I haven’t, who battle with the dark days.

Book dedication from “Just a Girl Standing in Front of a Boy” by Lucy-Ann Holmes (via sciencewritingandbirds)

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Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.

Emery Allen

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I love walking into a bookstore. It’s like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me.

Tahereh Mafi (via sciencewritingandbirds)

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I swear to every heaven ever imagined, if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare from the grave so he can tell them every reason why he wishes he were born in a time where he could have a damn Gmail account. The day after I taught my mother how to send pictures over Iphone she texted me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row. Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful. But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club while the rest of us fall in love over Skype. Send angry letters to state representatives, as we record the years first sunrise so we can remember what beginning feels like when we are inches away from the trigger. Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did. Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole. Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day. Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words. Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account, and we all would have checked it every morning while we Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes. This life is spilling over with 85 year olds rewatching JFK’s assassination and 7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos. Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting what my fathers voice sounds like. No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend. No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like or how grasshoppers procreate. I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips in public parks on my cellphone and you will continue to scoff and that is okay. But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search how to say I love you in 164 different languages.

b.e.fitzgerald (Art is a Facebook status about your winter break.)

(via byrdiegrey)

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Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.

Charles W. Eliot (via sciencewritingandbirds)

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But who prays for Satan? Who in eighteen centuries has had the common decency to pray for the one sinner who needed it most?

Mark Twain

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Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you.

Carl Jung

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Death is nothing to us, since when we are, death has not come, and when death has come, we are not.

Epicurus

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I walk these streets and stares are not my friend. I may not be beautiful But I am fucking free.

Christopher Poindexter

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It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.

Philip K. Dick

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I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot