So many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're impossible.
~ Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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So many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're impossible.
~ Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth
The point is, I’ll be fine until I’m not. That’s all there is to it.
~ Maggie Smith, Downton Abbey
i don't pay attention to the
world ending.
it has ended for me
many times
and began again in the morning.
~Nayyirah Waheed, Salt
You came again, but silence
Had fallen on your heart,
And in your eyes were visions
That held us still apart.
And now I go on hearing
The words you did not say,
And the kiss you did not give me
Burns on my lips to-day
~ Jessie B. Rittenhouse
Change happens slowly and imperceptibly. But it happens.
You never know what's around the corner. It could be everything. Or it could be nothing. You keep putting one foot in front of the other, and then one day you look back and you've climbed a mountain.
~Tom Hiddleston
There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle.
You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.
Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again.
Whenever it rains you will think of her.
~Neil Gaiman
Regard your soldiers as your children, and they will follow you into the deepest valleys; look upon them as your own beloved sons, and they will stand by you even unto death. ~Sun Tzu, Art of War . . . . . . . . . . . . #fallen #giants #heroes #liveforever #iphone #iphoneography #nature #bull #hiking https://www.instagram.com/p/CNcPx7Pgi4n/?igshid=wmexgzalssq0
In a shadowy place something white flew up. It was a heron, and it went away over the dark treetops. William Wallace followed it with his eyes and Brucie clapped his hands, but Virgil gave a sigh, as if he knew that when you go looking for what is lost, everything is a sign. Eudora Welty, The Collected Stories . . . . . . . . #signs #streets #streetphotography #iphone #iphoneonly #iphoneography #quotes #outdoors #places https://www.instagram.com/p/CNVt726glvq/?igshid=u05h6t409vm0
Once again she was struck by a sense of profound familiarity. She knew this place. In the story that her mother used to tell, the house had been a literal gateway to another world; for Elodie, though, curled up in her mother's arms, breathing in the exotic fragrance of narcissus that she wore, the story itself had been a gateway, an incantation that carried her away from the here and now and into the land of imagination. After her mother's death, the world of the story had become her secret place. Whether at lunchtime in her new school, or at home in the long, quiet afternoons, or at night when the darkness threatened suffocation, all she had to do was hide herself away and close her eyes and she could cross the river, brave the woods, and enter the enchanted house...
~Kate Morton, The Clockmaker's Daughter
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're Doing Something.
So that's my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Don't freeze, don't stop, don't worry that it isn't good enough, or it isn't perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you're scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever.
Neil Gaiman
Ends are not bad things, they just mean that something else is about to begin. And there are many things that don't really end, anyway, they just begin again in a new way. Ends are not bad and many ends aren't really an ending; some things are never-ending.
~C. JoyBell C.
-What else could I do?
-You could try again...
~John Steinbeck, East of Eden
You cannot be other than what you are. And what you are is the sum of all your choices.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
~Albert Camus
Its been a long year
Since we last spoke
How's your halo?
Just between you and I
You and me and the satellites
I never believed you
I only wanted to
Before all of this
What did I miss?
Do you ever get homesick?
I can't get used to it
I can't get used to it
I'll never get used to it
I'll never get used to it
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
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For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
~Strays Don’t Sleep
In the space between yes and no, there's a lifetime. It's the difference between the path you walk and the one you leave behind; it's the gap between who you thought you could be and who you really are; its the legroom for the lies you'll tell yourself in the future.
~Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart