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f936b4b
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The totally alive, totally conscious, and totally aware Universe takes care of itself completely. It is totally self- reliant and totally self- sufficient. It is perfect.
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inspiration
inspirational
life
metaphysics
perfect
quotes
universe
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Chris Prentiss |
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e80fc52
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Each of us is different and has different needs. In addition, our needs change over the course of our relationship. When you are committed to an enduring relationship with someone, you aren't simply concerned about having your needs met. You also go out of your way to care for your loved one, being aware of and adaptable to their changing needs.
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chris-prentiss
inspiration
life
love
relationships
self-help
the-laws-of-love
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Chris Prentiss |
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dd2b6fd
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Life's tempering and altering process often takes the form of adversity, and, as far as outward appearances are concerned, seems to be working against us when it is actually working for us.
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inspiration
life
love
relationships
the-laws-of-love
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Chris Prentiss |
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29c9372
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Life is like a river: nothing is ever the same, even for an instant.
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life
relationships
self-help
the-laws-of-love
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Chris Prentiss |
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26429f3
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By changing how you perceive things and how you act upon those perceptions, you will change your life.
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chris-prentiss
inspiration
inspirational
life
non-12-step
passages-malibu
passages-ventura
perception
philosophy
quotes
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Chris Prentiss |
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12a34ba
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Your perception of the world and the way you see yourself in it has created within your mind a concept, a philosophy, of the way you believe things to be.
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inspiration
inspirational-quotes
life
passages-malibu
passages-ventura
perception
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Chris Prentiss |
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6432e34
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If who you are and what you have is what you want, that's perfect. Keep doing what you've been doing and you'll get more of it.
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happiness
inspiration
life
passages-malibu
passages-ventura
quotes
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Chris Prentiss |
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49c148c
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It was a gambler's action, but his whole life had probably been made up of gambles; it could hardly be otherwise in the outback.
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inspirational
life
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Nevil Shute |
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21db9d0
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Gregori went to her because he had to; he had no other choice. Nothing, no obstacle could have prevented him from getting to her side. His arm snaked out and dragged her to him, his mouth meeting hers with the ferocious intensity of the storm. He couldn't find the words, had no words to give her, only this, his fierce need to show her what she was to him. What she gave to him. Life. Everything.
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life
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Christine Feehan |
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c1740eb
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"What's the advantage of fear or the benefit of regret or the bonus of granting misery a foothold even if death is embracing you? My old abbot used to say, "Life is only precious if you wish it to be." I look at it like the last bite of a wonderful meal. Do you enjoy it, or does the knowledge that there is no more to follow make it so bitter that you would ruin the experience?"
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life
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Michael J. Sullivan |
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4860021
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Most people seem to turn off at some point in their lives. Maybe it's thirty or forty. For most people it's lots younger. They stop there. Stop growing or changing or learning or something. From that point on they're dead.
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banality
compromise
happy-thoughts
life
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Katherine Dunn |
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e114db8
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That's why baseball is more like life than other games. Sometimes I feel like that's all I do in life, keep track of my errors.
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life
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Michael Chabon |
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dbc1b0f
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Desire is life trying to continue to be life. All living things desire, bacteria feel desire. Life is wanting.
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life
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Kim Stanley Robinson |
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a1572e4
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When you're young--when I was young--you want your emotions to be like the ones you read about in books. You want them to overturn your life, create and define a new reality.
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emotions
julian-barnes
life
literature
passionate
reality
the-sense-of-an-ending
young
youth
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Julian Barnes |
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e879776
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"She was alone and destitute in a world of pointless carnage. By an eight-hundred-year-old Sepahrdic tradition she ad been since the age of twelve and a half "bogeret l'reshut nafsha"--an adult wit authority over her own soul. The Torah taught, Choose life. And so, rather than die of pride, Sofia Mendes sold what she had to sell, and she survived."
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judaism
life
strength
survival-instinct
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Mary Doria Russell |
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b3d6b13
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Before this I had always held back, had never lived freely, not with Pietro, not even with Palmira, but here, where nothing was known, I did not fear judgment, and because Father and I shared the same sensibilities, all the rigidness of my living melted and I felt myself coming into myself. If it was genuine, if it would last, it was a wonderful feeling.
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life
purpose
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Susan Vreeland |
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92d2ccf
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Everyone dies, Dwahvel [...] It is how one lives that matters. -Artemis Entreri
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life
life-lessons
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R.A. Salvatore |
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9fc80a7
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"But somehow her satisfaction never lasted very long. She always found herself changing, pushing against the limits and ruining things for everyone around her. "It's not always my fault," she said softly. "Things just get complicated, sometimes."
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fault
life
tally
unhappiness
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Scott Westerfeld |
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89a7db8
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He felt life more clearly too--even, perhaps especially, when he came to decide that it wasn't worth the candle.
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feelings
julian-barnes
life
sensitive
suicidal
suicide
the-sense-of-an-ending
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Julian Barnes |
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2691fb4
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The sadness of life. That was another conundrum he would occasionally ponder.
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life
sadness
the-only-story
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Julian Barnes |
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abddbd3
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I don't want eternal life. I want a little joy, a large amount of pleasure, and a swift death once I lose the appetite for either.
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life
pleasure
purpose
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David Gemmell |
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5058e66
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Because it will make a real artist of you. The more you suffer, the more grateful you ought to be. An empty stomach is better than a full one, Van Gogh, and a broken heart is better than happiness. Never forget that!
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artist
happiness
life
lust-for-life
starrynight
suffer
suffering
vangogh
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Irving Stone |
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400f97d
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Les jeux son fait. Nous sommes fucked.
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life
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Mark Z. Danielewski |
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bafd469
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"That's the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you. If you try to approach a cat and pick it up, hell, it won't let you do it. You've got to say, "Well, to hell with you." And the cat says, "Wait a minute. He's not behaving the way most humans do." Then the cat follows you out of curiosity: "Well, what's wrong with you that you don't love me?"
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life
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Ray Bradbury |
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6fd863b
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At times, circumstances conspire to make us believe the lies we tell ourselves. Everything- the weather, the season, the fall of light- sets the stage for our play; we find ourselves, instead of acting, becoming the characters, moving into a reality in which we're inseparable from our roles.
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circumstances
life
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Julie Orringer |
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ddc0b05
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Strange. Half my years afraid of life. The other half, afraid of death. Always some kind of afraid.
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life
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Ray Bradbury |
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eea680c
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The Creator puts life into motion, and doesn't just sit around all day moving each and every piece this way and that on his whims. If life was just one gigantic board game, God isn't the banker or the leader, or even a collection of all the players. God is just the one who invented the game. You can be pissed all you want when something awful or even evil happens during the game, but you have no right to go and sue Milton Bradley.
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god
life
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Sean Patrick Brennan |
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48f8b4d
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Il dolore piu sincero si vive soltanto da soli.
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life
loneliness
pain
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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af6d980
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Tova e edva nachaloto, za da postignesh kakvoto i da bilo v zhivota. Prirodnata darba e kato silata na edin atlet. Chovek mozhe da se rodi s poveche ili po-malko sposobnosti, no vse pak nikoi ne stava atlet samo zashchoto se e rodil visok, silen ili b'rz. Trud't, opit't i tekhnikata - te sa tezi, koito s'zdavat atleta ili choveka na izkustvoto. Umeniiata, s koito idvash na bial sviat, sa prosto boepripasi. Za da postignesh neshcho s tiakh, e nuzhno da prev'rnesh uma si v tochno or'die.
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life
the-angel-s-game
zafon
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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b2d7efa
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It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality, at least for a human being. We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake.
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life
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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ac2d7d9
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L'ansia e la ruggine dell'anima.
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life
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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6e8a15d
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The tunnel of winter had settled over our lives, ushered in by that great official Hoodwink, the end of daylight saving time. Personally I would vote for one more hour of light on winter evenings instead of the sudden, extra-early blackout. Whose idea was it to jilt us this way, leaving us in cold November with our unsaved remnants of daylight petering out before the workday ends? In my childhood, as early as that, I remember observing the same despair every autumn: the feeling that sunshine, summertime, and probably life itself had passed me by before I'd even finished a halfway decent tree fort. But mine is not to question those who command the springing forward and the falling back. I only vow each winter to try harder to live like a potato, with its tacit understanding that time is time, no matter what any clock might say. I get through the hibernation months by hovering as close as possible to the woodstove without actual self-immolation, and catching up on my reading, cheered at regular intervals by the excess of holidays that collect in a festive logjam at the outflow end of our calendar.
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life
winter
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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6c18063
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I stil aint qwite said how it wer. Not like a diffrent country. It wer mor like I wer behynt the back clof in a show. Thats how it wer. Thru the clof I cud see the other figgers moving I cud see the peopl watching only no 1 cud see me. If I wer a figger in a show what hand wer moving me then? I cudnt be bothert to think on that right then. Theres all ways some thingwl be moving you if it aint 1 thing its a nother you cant help that.
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life
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Russell Hoban |
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71952ec
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sn wn chyzy nyst khh adm drh, wnh khh adm Hs my khnh.
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life
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Gabriel García Márquez |
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5b56896
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His ruby red rimmed moist eyes were two glasses of cranberry. He wore a cashmere sweater the color of Earl Grey tea...
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affluence
albert-einstein-life-quotes
brandi-bates
life
life-lessons
life-philosophy
love-quotes
motivation
opulence
soledad-francis
success
truth-to-power
wealth
wisdom
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Brandi L. Bates |
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50182ea
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The most empowering thing you can do though is to create innovative ways to bring in livable wages. That begins with a debt free lifestyle.
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debt
empowerment
finances
life
money
motivation
recession
stay-woke
success
wages
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Brandi L. Bates |
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94208a1
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The truth is he spends thirty minutes of every hour suspecting he has missed some essential clue about himself. And not only himself--he has a recurring fantasy that one night, while he was asleep, the entire world was transformed into an alien planet, but no one bothered to tell him, and he didn't have the instinct to figure it out, and here he is now on a wild new Earth, walking around like an imbecile, as if everything he knows hasn't fallen away behind him like a river plummeting over a precipice.
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life
self
self-knowledge
understanding
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Kevin Brockmeier |
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4735021
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During that time, The Mouth came by to pray with us, and my dad began to spend his evenings sitting in the yellow lawn chair and staring at the highway, or down in the basement with his isotope material, finding comfort in the stability that's created from decay.
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life
loss
love
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Miriam Toews |
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792b85f
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Katsumi Hosokawa - (he) believed that life, true life, was something that was stored in music.
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bel-canto
life
music
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Ann Patchett |
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2621213
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- Ain't no one ever told you yet? I recon I thought you've all figured out. - What? - That all this stuff about happy-endings is lies. The only ending in this world is death.
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happy-ending
life
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Katherine Paterson |
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feafa69
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We make our own lives wherever we are, after all[...]They are broad or narrow according to what we put into them, not what we get out. Life is rich and full here...everywhere...if we can only learn how to open our whole hearts to its richness and fullness.
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life
lives
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L.M. Montgomery |
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4a8b2a4
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And beauty is terror,' said Julian, 'then what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?' 'To live,' said Camilla. 'To live forever,' said Bunny, chin cupped in palm.
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life
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Donna Tartt |
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a275991
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Negative emotions, like depression or anxiety, have been shown to affect our immune system. Stress impedes wound healing.
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depression
emotions
inspiration
life
non-12-step
passages-malibu
passages-ventura
positive-thinking
quotes
stress
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Chris Prentiss |
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988eb60
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"Remember!" she called, as she followed him up the narrow ladders towards the bridge. "It is only a matter of scale and experience. You are not a fraction of the whole. You are a version of the whole! Time will seem to eddy and stall. This is scale. Everything is sentient, but scale alters perception. The time of a tree is not your time." It was as if she shouted to him all she had meant to teach him before this moment. "To the snail the foot which comes from nowhere and crushes him is as natural a disaster as a hurricane; it cannot be appealed to and is impossible to anticipate. The time of a star is not our time. Equity is the natural condition of the multiverse. There are things to fear in the colour fields, but not the fields themselves! Remember, Sam, we are God in miniature!"
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faith
god
life
philosophy
religion
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Michael Moorcock |
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b61ef8f
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It was high school. Evil is kind of the name of the game.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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92c6f69
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First of all, it's life. You don't win.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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5336506
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Sometimes I wish it has been you.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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1362d2a
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"The diamond cannot love the flower, for the flower lives only a day, then fades and dies. You are a diamond now." " The flower dies," Jenny said softly, "having lived. The diamond will never do either."
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diamond
life
love
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Barbara Hambly |
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899eef4
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"Tell yourselves whatever you'd like, but I'm afraid it doesn't make it true," Mearth sighed, beginning to look impatient. "Step aside Mandy, I have to remediate him, otherwise you'll find yourself in a whole mess of trouble." "You can't do this, it's wrong," Mandy insisted. "You don't have a choice, Mandy! Either you let his life compromise the lives of everybody else in the world, or you let me remediate him and get it over with," Mearth icily declared. "...Do what she says, Mandy Valems...." Alecto added, standing up and staring with glazed eyes at Mearth. "I can't," said Mandy. "...Go away!" Alecto shouted at her suddenly, glaring with narrowed eyes, speaking in a voice that hardly sounded like his own. "Get out of here, Mandy Valems! I hate you, I want you to leave me alone! Go home and don't ever come back here!" "I...." Mandy started, looking totally shocked. "I said I hate you, don't you understand anything? Go away, get out of here!" Alecto repeated menacingly, stepping forward in a threatening manner. He looked like a mad dog, shivering as he chased her away from his site. She tearfully took off running, seeming both shocked and horrified, and he watched her leave for a moment with a blank expression, his dark eyes hollow. He looked like he was going to black out, but Mearth walked quickly towards him, for once not smiling at all. If it weren't for her eyes, she would've looked like a person. "That was very cruel of you to do, Sydney Tar Ponds. I thought you loved her," she disappointedly exclaimed. "I do love her, she's my friend, and that's why I said that stuff to her," Alecto replied forlornly. "None of it's true, I don't hate her at all... but I know what's going to happen and I don't want her to see it, so I lied to her and told her I hated her... can you explain to her after... why I said all that to her?"
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death
depression
dog
dying
earth
environment
faith
friendship
grief
help
hope
illness
life
loss
love
nova-scotia
pollution
rescue
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Rebecca McNutt |
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47b80d0
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To a life of quiet desperation... and not leading it.
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desperation
freedom
life
quiet
wealth
witty
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Rebecca McNutt |
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d39ed44
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"Alecto, have you noticed how downhill this little island is becoming?" Mandy questioned sadly. "All these organic food stores and yoga studios and cellular phone towers... Cape Breton was one of the only places left where it still had that nostalgic small town atmosphere but now... I've only been away for a year, how could things have changed so quickly? I mean, how can the world accept it?" "C'est la vie," said Alecto, looking extremely tired as he stared out the window at the late November maple keys fluttering down from vibrantly red trees lining the streets on either side of the windshield."
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cape-breton
car
cell-phone
change
digital
drive
environmental
life
modernity
nostalgia
nova-scotia
organic
street
technology
tower
windshield
yoga
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Rebecca McNutt |
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85ffd9b
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I'm saying that it's a big decision. Your first love is important. It's part of your story The story you'll tell yourself, the one you'll tell about yourself, for the rest of your life.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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d979d81
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"For the grace of bearing life's inevitable evils is itself a
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good
life
philosophy
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A.C. Grayling |
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3d29fbb
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So that the smile was not so much an attitude to be taken to life as the nature of the cruelty of life, a cruelty we cannot even choose to avoid, since it is human existence.
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life
smile
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John Fowles |
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6650d66
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Your friends will still be your friends, if they're good friends.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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4cbbc26
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At a certain point he learned the smarter play was to avoid the things that brought you low.
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depression
life
sadness
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Colson Whitehead |
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c2b565b
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People get rid of plenty when they move--sometimes they're changing not just places but personalities.
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castoffs
furniture
interior-decorating
life
lives
moving
personality
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Colson Whitehead |
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95d846f
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Each man is the bard of his own existence. This is how he is joined to the world.
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fulfillment
life
meaning
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Cormac McCarthy |
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f4c3210
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I don't answer. I shut my eyes and hold my breath and hope whoever it is will think I'm not here and go home.
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life
love
olympics
running
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Jennifer Weiner |
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c75f499
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(...) 6,400,099,980 moments that constitute a single day. His point is that every single one of those moments provides an opportunity to reestablish our will. Even the snap of a finger, he says, provides us with sixty-five opportunities to wake up and to choose actions that will produce beneficial karma and turn our lives around.
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choices
desicions
inspirational
life
opportunities
time
will
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Ruth Ozeki |
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6982569
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Suitsid -- eto ochen' glubokaia tema, no poskol'ku Vam interesno, ia postaraius' poiasnit' dlia Vas moi soobrazheniia. Na protiazhenii vsei svoei istorii my, iapontsy, s uvazheniem otnosilis' k suitsidu. Dlia nas eto iavlenie krasoty, navechno pridaiushchee smysl, i formu, i chest' nashei zhizni. Eto sposob soobshchit' maksimal'nuiu real'nost' oshchushcheniiu, chto my zhivy. Mnogie tysiachi let eto nasha traditsiia. Potomu chto, vidite li, eto chuvstvo, chto my zhivy, ne tak legko ispytat'. Nesmotria na to chto zhizn' -- eto veshch', kotoraia, kazhetsia, imeet nekuiu formu i ves, eto ne bolee chem illiuziia. Nashe oshchushchenie zhizni ne imeet real'nykh granits, ne priviazano ni k chemu. Tak chto my, iapontsy, govorim, chto nasha zhizn' inogda kazhetsia nereal'noi, kak son. Smert' -- eto opredelennost': vse my -- smertniki. Zhizn' postoianno meniaetsia, kak dunovenie vetra v vozdukhe, ili volna v more, ili dazhe mysl' v soznanii. Potomu sovershit' samoubiistvo -- eto vse ravno, chto nashchupat' granitsu zhizni. Samoubiistvo ostanavlivaet zhizn' vo vremeni, tak chto my mozhem opredelit' ee formu i prochuvstvovat' ee real'nost', pust' i na mgnovenie. Eto popytka vychlenit' nechto nastoiashchee i oshchutimoe iz potoka zhizni, kotoryi postoianno meniaetsia.
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life
suicide
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Ruth Ozeki |
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cf57ab3
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In your diary, you quoted old Jiko saying something about not-knowing, how not-knowing is the most intimate way, or did I just dream that? Anyway, I've been thinking about this a lot, and I think maybe it's true, even though I don't really like uncertainty. I'd much rather 'know', but then again, not-knowing keeps all the possibilities open. It keeps all the worlds alive.
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life
not-knowing
possibilities
uncertainty
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Ruth Ozeki |
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a564b72
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Imenno v etoi glave on khvalit molodykh monakhov za uporstvo na puti k probuzhdeniiu i ob'iasniaet granuliarnuiu prirodu vremeni: 6 400 099 980 momentov sostavliaiut odin den'. Tsel' ego rassuzhdenii -- pokazat', chto kazhdyi iz etikh momentov daet vozmozhnost' dlia voleiz'iavleniia. Dazhe shchelchok pal'tsami, govorit on, predostavliaet nam shest'desiat shest' vozmozhnostei dlia probuzhdeniia i vybora deistvii, kotorye sozdadut nam blagopriiatnuiu karmu i vozmozhnost' izmenit' zhizn'.
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life
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Ruth Ozeki |
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44b8786
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life
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Ruth Ozeki |
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53bcdef
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Dziko Iasutani, monakhinia dzen, skazala mne kak-to vo sne, chto nel'zia poniat', chto znachit zhit' na etoi zemle, poka ne poimesh', chto takoe vremennoe sushchestvo, a poniat', chto takoe vremennoe sushchestvo, mozhno, esli poniat', chto takoe moment. Vo sne ia sprosila ee: Potom ia reshila proverit', i okazalos', chto imenno eto chislo nazyvaet uchitel' Dogen v svoem glavnom trude -- <> (<>). Tsifry soprotivliaiutsia glazu, tak chto, s tvoego razresheniia, ia napishu eto slovami: shest' milliardov chetyresta millionov devianosto deviat' tysiach deviat'sot vosem'desiat. Imenno stol'ko momentov, po utverzhdeniiu uchitelia Dogena, soderzhitsia v odnom dne, i, vypaliv eto chislo, starushka Dziko shchelknula pal'tsami. Pal'tsy u nee uzhasno krivye, perekruchennye artritom, tak chto shchelchki poluchaiutsia ne slishkom khorosho, no donesti nuzhnyi smysl ei vse-taki udalos'. skazala ona. Granuliarnost' prirody vremeni s tochki zreniia dzen stanovitsia ochevidna, esli proizvesti nekhitrye vychisleniia, ili mozhno prosto poverit' Dziko na slovo. Ona naklonilas' vpered, popravila na nosu ochki v chernoi oprave i, vnimatel'no gliadia skvoz' mutnye tolstye stekla, zagovorila opiat'. Ona vnov' opustilas' na piatki i kivnula. Predlozhennyi eiu myslennyi eksperiment byl dovol'no chudnym, no bylo iasno, chto ona imela v vidu. Vo Vselennoi vse postoianno meniaetsia, i nichto ne ostaetsia prezhnim, i my dolzhny ponimat', naskol'ko bystro techet vremia, esli khotim probudit'sia i po-nastoiashchemu prozhit' svoi zhizni.
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life
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Ruth Ozeki |
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2c560b5
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Death is certain. Life is always changing, like a puff of wind in the air, or a wave in the sea, or even a thought in the mind.
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life
uncertainty
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Ruth Ozeki |
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0757d45
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Patience was part of his nature, and he accepted his lot as a short-lived mammal, scurrying in and out amid the roots of the giants.
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impermanence
life
mortality
temporality
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Ruth Ozeki |
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7b93544
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One could say that the mechanism of metamorphosis is the only element of life that never changes. The journey of every individual, every country, every historical epoch, of the entire universe and all it contains, is nothing but a series of changes, constitute the backbone of all of us. Whether they are a salvation or a loss, they are moments that we tend to remember. They give a structure to our existence. Almost all the rest is oblivion. I think that the power of art is the power to wake us up, strike us to our depths, change us. What are we searching for when we read a novel, see a film, listen to a piece of music? We are searching, through a work of art, for something that alters us, that we weren't aware of before. We want to transform ourselves.
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existence
life
music
transformation
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Jhumpa Lahiri |
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4cae86a
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If you got it, flaunt it. And if you don't got it, flaunt it.
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life
truth
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Mindy Kaling |
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ea3d59a
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Stranno e, che vsichki greshki sv'rshvat ednakvo, che vinagi gi povtariame i prod'lzhavame s novi nadezhdi. Tsiala noshch khapem ustni, kh'ltsame v'v v'zglavnitsata s bezpomoshchen gniav i tv'rdo se zaklevame da ostanem samotni, a shchom s'mne, podnasiame dushata si kato nezhen balon ot ts'fnalo glukharche na nasreshchnite vetrove na zhivota i te go roniat i raznasiat. Ala koito spasi samo edno malko pukhche i go vnese na zavet, toi e spasil tsialata si dusha. Tova e gorchiva rabota, no koito ne obr'shcha nezhnoto tsvete na dushata si k'm vetrovete na izpitaniiata, dori tsialoto da go spasi i da go prenese dokrai, toi ne mozhe da pochuvstva, che izobshcho niakoga go e imal.
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cry
dandelion
feel
flower
life
live
loneliness
pain
sad
safe
salvation
save
soul
test
winter
yugoslavia
болка
вятър
глухарче
душа
живот
изпитания
плач
самота
спасение
страх
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Ivo Andrić |
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23ccf05
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...the meaning of a few moments of forgetfulness in an evil hour and in a dangerous place. Had they been lived through and remained unknown, there on the kapia, they would have meant nothing at all; one of those youthful pranks later told to friends during dull patrol duties at night. But thus, reduced to a question of definite responsibility, they meant everything. They meant more than death, they meant the end of everything, an unwanted and unworthy end. There would be no more full and frank explanations either to himself or to comrades. There would be no more letters from Kolomea, no more family photographs, no money orders such as he had sent home with pride. It was the end of one who has deceived himself and allowed others to deceive him.
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existentialism
life
responsibility
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Ivo Andrić |
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b63582a
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But death, too, had the power to awe, she knew this now-that a human being could be alive for years and years, thinking and breathing and eating, full of a million worries and feelings and thoughts, taking up space in the world, and then, in an instant, become absent, invisible.
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death
feelings
human
human-beings
life
love
meditation
power
silence
thoughts
worries
years
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Jhumpa Lahiri |
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2eaabb5
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And that would be my method of locomotion, the Lion concluded. Not diplomas earned, but friendships bungled. Campaigns aborted. Errors in judgment and public humiliations.
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journey
life
locomotion
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Gregory Maguire |
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f2de49c
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Woe is the natural end of life, yet we go on having babies.
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death
life
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Gregory Maguire |
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d1c397f
|
It's been a long, rocky life, with plenty of possibility but too much human ugliness.
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life
possibility
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Gregory Maguire |
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d46715e
|
"... "The world is afflicted with death and decay, therefore the wise do not grieve, knowing the terms of the world," says an old Buddhist teaching. In other words: Get used to it."
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death
life
teaching
the-wise
world
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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59bbf42
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"Or, as Sextus, the ancient Pythagorian philosopher, said, "The wise man is always similar to himself." -" --
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life
wise-men
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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ade202d
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"Der Glaube an Gott ist ein Sichoffnen, ein Loslassen, ein tiefes Vertrauen, eine bedingungslose Liebe - aber manchmal war es so schwer zu lieben. Manchmal sank mein Herz vor Wut, Verzagtheit und Erschopfung so tief, dass ich befurchtete, es wurde bis ganz hinab auf den Grund des Pazifiks sinken und ich wurde es nie wieder heraufziehen konnen. In solchen Augenblicken versuchte ich mir Mut zu machen. Ich fasste mir an den Turban, den ich mir aus den Uberresten meines Hemds gewunden hatte und rief: ,,DAS IST GOTTES HUT!" Ich fuhr mir uber meine Hosen und rief: ,,DAS SIND GOTTES KLEIDER!" Ich wies auf Richard Parker und rief: ,,DAS IST GOTTES KATZE!" Ich wies auf das Rettungsboot und rief: ,,DAS IST GOTTES ARCHE!" Ich breitete meine Arme weit und rief: ,,DAS SIND DIE GOTTLICHEN GEFILDE!" Ich hob den Finger zum Himmel und rief: ,,DAS IST GOTTES OHR!" Auf diese Weise rief ich mir ins Gedachtnis, was die Schopfung war und wo ich meinen Platz darin hatte."
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life
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Yann Martel |
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3ccb82f
|
A life is sacred or it isn't. We can't adjust what we believe just because it causes us pain.
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life
mario-puzo
omerta
pain
|
Mario Puzo |
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71676dd
|
"Cheese is all about the dark side of life" - Sister Noella; aka The Cheese Nun"
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|
cooking
death
decay
fermentation
food
foodie
life
|
Michael Pollan |
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029c438
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I cannot at the same time accept the glory and give God the glory... Glorifying God means being occupied with and committed to His ways rather than preoccupied with and determined my own way. It is being so thrilled with Him, so devoted to Him, so committed to Him that we cannot get enough of Him!
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glorifying-god
god
life
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Charles R. Swindoll |
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ff3f503
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I suppose the worst thing isn't that there might be nothing after death, but that there might be nothing before it.
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life
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Christopher Fowler |
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8886b13
|
His new life required no great change in the patterns of his behaviour. It was merely an adjustment. He had always known how to make himself invisible.
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change
choices-in-life
life
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Christopher Fowler |
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c05ce56
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Life is a very beautiful dream, he thought. I'm so glad I chose not to wake up from it just yet.
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life
thankful
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Christopher Fowler |
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f3d0a8c
|
But as I try and understand how life works--and why some people cope better than others with adversity--I come back to something to do with saying yes to life, which is love of life, however inadequate, and love for the self, however found. Not in the me-first way that is the opposite of life and love, but with a salmon-like determination to swim upstream, however choppy upstream is, because this is your stream...
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coping
happiness
life
love-of-life
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Jeanette Winterson |
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bb52dfa
|
The thing that hunts me now thrives on terror. My terror. I fear he will come for me. I fear he will come for anyone who knows me.
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christina-dodd
fear
life
suspense
thriller
virtue-falls
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Christina Dodd |
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ea639a3
|
Her favourite song was 'God Has Blotted Them Out,' which was meant to be about sins, but really was about anyone who had ever annoyed her, which was everyone. She just didn't like anyone and she just didn't like life. Life was a burden to be carried as far as the grave and then dumped. Life was a Vale of Tears. Life was a pre-death experience.
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death
god
life
misanthropy
religion
revenge
vengeance
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Jeanette Winterson |
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24787d3
|
"Oh, God. Not again." Not again? "Do you make a habit of driving into people's houses?"
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christina-dodd
humor
life
suspense
thriller
virtue-falls
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Christina Dodd |
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2ffabb6
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I keep seeing my life darting off in the different directions it could have taken, as chance and circumstance, temperament and desire, open and close, open and close gates, routes, roadways. And yet there feels like an inevitability to who I am--just as of all the planets in all the universes, planet blue, this planet Earth, is the one that is home.
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|
decisions
directions
inevitability
life
personality
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Jeanette Winterson |
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403656f
|
It's odd how, against all logic, one clings to life in inverse proportion to the quantity of life one has left to look forward to.
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life
|
Arturo Pérez-Reverte |
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0b7342a
|
Besides, life is a succession of events that link up with each other whether one wants them to or not.
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life
|
Arturo Pérez-Reverte |
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9c72548
|
But making the ugly hurt part human again is not an exercise for the well-meaning social worker in us. This is the most dangerous work you can do. It is like bomb disposal but you are the bomb. That's the problem--the awful thing is you.
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|
healing
life
recovery
redemption
self-help
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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73f4be2
|
There is a sense of the human spirit as always existing. This makes our own death bearable.
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|
creativity
death
existence
life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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0c6bb54
|
He didn't want to do this... He had come here to hide.
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|
christina-dodd
life
suspense
thriller
virtue-falls
|
Christina Dodd |
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db5e33c
|
I'm sorry about the screaming. I thought you were him.
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|
christina-dodd
life
nightmare
suspense
thriller
virtue-falls
|
Christina Dodd |
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3c0c7de
|
In what way am I any better? She is smug. I am cynical. She is puffed-up. I am punctured. I watch her gamely finding the energy to thrash about on life's greasy surface, while I lie paralysed, croaking about another life I think I can see.
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|
life
smugness
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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87decea
|
"I think the idea of simply "enduring to the end" is a terrible philosophy and an awful way to live one's life. How you spend your days is how you live your life, and if you're spending them "enduring" anything then you're doing it wrong."
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joy
life
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James A. Owen |
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8612093
|
I was out on a lonely road that stretched forever into the darkness. I wanted to run, to get away from him, but it was so dark, I was afraid of where I was going.
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christina-dodd
darkness
fear
life
lonely
suspense
thriller
virtue-falls
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Christina Dodd |
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09d5b05
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We put our faith in things great and small. We assign to them meaning they may actually have, or meaning that we need for them to have in order to carry on.
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life
meaning
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Kay Redfield Jamison |
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727edb3
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Life had been a suit I'd only put on for special occasions. Most of the time I'd kept it in the back of my closet, forgetting it was there. We were meant to die when it was barely stitched anymore, when the elbows and knees were stained with grass and mud, shoulder pads uneven from people hugging you all the time, down pours and blistering sun, the fabric faded, buttons gone.
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life
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Marisha Pessl |
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b8aceae
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The planets are bodies in the solar system and so are we. You and I in elliptical orbs circling life. It is life we want, but we daren't come too close for fear it might burn us away, this life in its intensity.
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life
orbiting
orbits
planets
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Jeanette Winterson |
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46c3414
|
Running away from uncertainty and confusion but most of all running away from myself. I thought I might become someone else in time, grafted on to something better and stronger. And then I saw that the running away was a running towards. An effort to catch up with my fleet-footed self, living another life in a different way.
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|
escape
fleeing
life
running
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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c38fe72
|
Tata coboara masuta, scoate fotografia mamei din buzunar, o aseaza pe masa, cu fata la fereastra. Isi lasa scaunul pe spate si privesc amandoi marea nesfarsita de norisori albi care dispar sub noi, fara sa mai scoata un cuvant tot restul zborului.
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life
love
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Cecelia Ahern |
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a05821c
|
From then on, I was terrified that I or one of my parents were going to die. My mother worried me the most. She was the force around which our world turned. Unlike our father, who spent his life in the clouds, my mother was propelled through the universe by the brute force of reason. She was the judge in all of our arguments. One disapproving word from her was enough to send us off to hide in a corner, where we would cry and fantasize our own martyrdrom. And yet. One kiss could restore us to princedom. Without her, our lives would dissolve into chaos.
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chaos
father
growing-up
life
mother
motherhood
parents
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Nicole Krauss |
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03579be
|
El pintor queria retratar las heridas invisibles de la existencia
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existence
life
pintor
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Manuel Rivas |
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ef52db0
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There's a chance that I'm not here at all, that all the parts of me, running along all the choices I did and didn't make, for a moment brush against each other. That I am still an evangelist in the North, as well as the person who ran away. Perhaps for a while these two selves have been confused. I have not gone forward or back in time, but across in time, to something I might have been, playing itself out.
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life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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d9dd7c0
|
She had other favourite lines. Our gas oven blew up. The repairman came out and said he didn't like the look of it, which was unsurprising as the oven and the wall were black. Mrs Winterson replied, 'It's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.' That is a heavy load for a gas oven to bear. She liked that phrase and it was more than once used towards me; when some well-wisher asked how I was, Mrs W looked down and sighed, 'She's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.' This was even worse for me than it had been for the gas oven. I was particularly worried about the 'dead' part, and wondered which buried and unfortunate relative I had so offended.
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life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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77e7a76
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I did not realise that when money becomes the core value, then education drives towards utility or that the life or the mind will not be counted as good unless it produces measurable results. That public services will no longer be important. That an alternative life to getting and spending will become very difficult as cheap housing disappears. That when communities are destroyed only misery and intolerance are left.
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|
life
money
money-quotes
society
thatcherism
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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942ac09
|
"Everything always changes," he said quietly. "And you wake up one day and don't recognize the life you had before you went to sleep."
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life
|
T.J. Klune |
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ece8362
|
It's a stage we all go through; it takes a certain amount of living to strike the strange balance between the two errors either of regarding ourselves as unforgivable or as not needing forgiveness.
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|
life
living
self-doubt
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Madeleine L'Engle |
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5f4c609
|
"...Alan, the first winter we knew him, stood at my desk in the Cathedral library and remarked, "I think you and Hugh live more existentially than most people." I felt we'd made it: we, like Sartre and Camus and Kierkegaard, were existential; we were really with it. It doesn't matter that I'm still not quite sure what living existentially means, though I have a suspicion that it's not far from living ontologically, because it's one of those words that's outside the realm of provable fact and touches on mystery. Nothing important is completely explicable."
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|
existentialism
importance
life
mystery
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Madeleine L'Engle |
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9d24bc1
|
Perhaps this is how it is--life flowing smoothly over memory and history, the past returning or not, depending on the tide. History is a collection of found objects washed up through time. Goods, ideas, personalities, surface towards us, then sink away. Some we hook out, others we ignore, and as the pattern changes, so does the meaning. We cannot rely on the facts. Time, which returns everything, changes everything.
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|
history
life
meaning
memory
objectivity
subjectivity
time
|
Jeanette Winterson |
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a6200bb
|
It came to him that life moved in circles like the ripples radiating from a stone cast into a pool. . . Now he was on the outer ring of the last ripple, journeying to fulfill the cycle. Or perhaps the cycle was already complete and he was about to cast another stone.
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life
|
Elizabeth Chadwick |
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1c1a2cf
|
Yalnizca kisa bir sure, bir an icin bu aci dizlerimin bagini oyle cozdu ki, nefessiz, cansiz ve sanki olecekmis gibi bir duyguyla o banka yigilip kaldim. Ama dedigim gibi butun acilar korkaktir, yasama karsi duyulan asiri arzu karsisinda aci geriler; cunku yasama arzusu, dusuncelerimizde var olan olum arzusundan cok daha guclu sekilde bedenimizin her zerresinde mevcuttur.
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|
life
pain
suffering
|
Stefan Zweig |
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9958679
|
Farkli hisseden, farkli hassasiyetlere sahip ve farkindaligi guclenmis baska bir insan haline geldigimi biliyorum. Daha iyi bir insan oldugumu iddia edecek cesaretim yok elbette, ama daha mutlu bir insan oldugumu biliyorum, cunku o buz gibi donuk hayatim icin yeni bir anlam buldum, yasamin kendisinden baska bir sozcukle aciklayamayacagim bir anlam. Ait oldugum kesimin normlarini ve kaliplarini bos buldugum icin artik ne kendimden ne de baskalarindan utaniyorum. Onur, suc, gunah gibi kavramlar bir anda soguk, metalsi bir tini kazandi, bunlari dehsete kapilmadan telaffuz edemiyorum artik.
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guilt
happiness
honour
life
life-lessons
sin
|
Stefan Zweig |
|
2fe9c4d
|
When people die, they cannot be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate--the genetic and neural fate--of every human being to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death.
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|
gratitude
inspirational
life
|
Oliver Sacks |
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771e094
|
Arthur said, You must know that you don't love children for being good or bad. I know you know that. Why do you love them? Because you do, said Arthur. Because they don't know what's coming and maybe you do.
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children
life
|
Jane Smiley |
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afdd655
|
Life was a series of complicated tactical exercises, as complicated as the alignments at Waterloo, thought out on a brass bedstead among the crumbs of sausage roll. [p107]
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life
|
Graham Greene |
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8548a22
|
Byc moze cale zycie jest zaledwie dlugim przygotowaniem do chwili, w ktorej sie z nim rozstajemy.
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|
end-of-life
life
|
John Banville |
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cffc146
|
Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.
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|
life
pain
wisdom
|
Jim Butcher |
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2d05b53
|
I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
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|
irony
life
|
Markus Zusak |
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b5876f8
|
All summers take me back to the sea. There in the long eelgrass, like birds' eggs waiting to be hatched, my brothers and sister and I sit, grasses higher than our heads, arms and legs like thicker versions of the grass waving in the wind, looking up at the blue sky. My mother is gathering food for dinner: clams and mussels and the sharply salty greens that grow by the shore. It is warm enough to lie here in the little silty puddles like bathwater left in the tub after the plug has been pulled. It is the beginning of July and we have two months to live out the long, nurturing days, watching the geese and the saltwater swans and the tides as they are today, slipping out, out, out as the moon pulls the other three seasons far away wherever it takes things. Out past the planets, far away from Uranus and the edge of our solar system, into the brilliantly lit dark where the things we don't know about yet reside. Out past my childhood, out past the ghosts, out past the breakwater of the stars. Like the silvery lace curtains of my bedroom being drawn from my window, letting in light, so the moon gently pulls back the layers of the year, leaving the best part open and free. So summer comes to me.
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|
life
moon
sea
stars
summer-begins
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Polly Horvath |
|
f044b4d
|
Nem lehet boldogga tenni az embereket akaratuk ellenere... Viszont ami a boldogtalanna tevest illeti...
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life
maigret
|
Georges Simenon |
|
f2c9898
|
Sim, pensa Clarissa, esta na hora deste dia acabar. Nos damos nossas festas; abandonamos nossas familias para viver no Canada; nos nos digladiamos para escrever livros que nao mudam o mundo, a despeito de nossos dons e de nossos imensos esforcos, nossas esperancas mais extravagantes. Vivemos nossas vidas, fazemos nossas coisas, depois dormimos - e simples assim, comum assim. Alguns se atiram da janela, outros se afogam, tomam pilulas; muitos mais morrem em algum acidente; e a maioria de nos, a grande maioria, e devorada por alguma doenca ou, quando temos muita sorte, pelo proprio tempo. Existe apenas isto como consolo: uma hora, em um momento ou outro, quando, apesar dos pesares todos, a vida parece explodir e nos dar tudo o que haviamos imaginado, ainda que qualquer um, exceto as criancas (e talvez ate elas), saiba que a essa seguir-se-ao inevitavelmente muitas outras horas, bem mais penosas e dificeis. Mesmo assim, gostamos da cidade, da manha, e torcemos, como nao fazemos por nenhuma outra coisa, para que haja mais.
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happiness
inspiration
life
|
Michael Cunningham |
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7cde3ed
|
Do you ever think? What? They were lying together on the sofa that had always been there, the crappy beat-up biscuit-colored sofa that was managing, as best it could, its promotion from threadbare junk to holy artifact. You know. What if I don't know? You fucking do. Okay, yeah. Yes. I, too, wonder if Dad worried so much about every single little goddamned thing . . . That he summoned it. Thanks. I couldn't say it. That some god or goddess heard him, one time too many, getting panicky about whether she'd been carjacked at the mall, or had, like, hair cancer . . . That they delivered the think even he couldn't imagine worrying about. It's not true. I know. But we're both thinking about it. That may have been their betrothal. That may have been when they took their vows: We are no longer siblings, we are mates, starship survivors, a two-man crew wandering the crags and crevices of a planet that may not be inhabited by anyone but us. We no longer need, or want, a father. Still, they really have to call him. It's been way too long.
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|
brothers
connection
family
life
mates
partner
relationship
siblings
|
Michael Cunningham |
|
b9a4931
|
All things in the world are created for Man, yet all have two purposes. The waters run that we might drink of them, but they are also symbols of the futility of Man. They reflect our lives in rushing beauty, birthed in the purity of the mountains. As babes they babble and run, gushing and growing as they mature into strong young rivers. Then they widen and slow until at last they meander, like old men, to join with the sea. And like the soles of men in the Nethervoid, they mix and mingle until the sun lifts them again as raindrops to fall upon the mountains.
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humanity
life
water
|
David Gemmell |
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7a68661
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You only get one life, Luna. One stab at this thing called happiness. Why deprive yourself of things you want just because they weren't given to you the way you hoped for them to come?
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|
knight-cole
life
love
luna-rexroth
|
L.J. Shen |
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96c859b
|
The answers hardly seemed of consequence. Not much did. I thought of the things that had happened to me over the years, and of how little I had made happen.
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|
life
looking-back
meaningless
passive
regret
the-sense-of-an-ending
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Julian Barnes |
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5bcd89c
|
She was a desperate woman with frailties just like her, temptations just like her, a woman who had needs, a woman who loved almost to the point of there being no more her anymore, a woman who probably cried too much, just like her, a woman afraid, wanting to believe rather than believing [...]
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|
faith
family
life
love
tears
temptation
woman
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Susan Vreeland |
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de10719
|
It was strange: When you reduced even a fledgling love affair to its essentials - I loved her, she maybe loved me, I was foolish, I suffered - it became vacuous and trite, meaningless to anyone else. In the end, it's only the moments that we have, the kiss on the palm, the joint wonder at the furrowed texture of a fir trunk or at the infinitude of grains of sand in a dune. Only the moments.
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kiss
life
love
moment
time
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Susan Vreeland |
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Life is swimming to shore with cowboy boots on.
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life
noir-fiction
struggle
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Christopher G. Moore |