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Virginia Woolf quote: "I feel my brains, like a pear, to see if it's ripe; it will be..."
I feel my brains, like a pear, to see if it's ripe; it will be exquisite by September. Virginia Woolf
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people. In the teeth... Richard Dawkins
William Shakespeare quote: "love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that..."
love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit William Shakespeare
After all these years, I see that I was mistaken about Eve in the beginning; it is better to live outside the Garden with her than inside it without her. Mark Twain
A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us. Helen Keller
Douglas Adams quote: "If you try and take a cat apart to see how it works, the first..."
If you try and take a cat apart to see how it works, the first thing you have on your hands is a non-working cat. Douglas Adams
How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Mrs. Weasley. George's fingers groped for the side of his head."Saintlike," he murmured."What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"Saintlike," repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see... I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit? J. K. Rowling
Stephen King quote: "Until we see each other again, keep your head together, read..."
Until we see each other again, keep your head together, read some good books, be useful, be happy. Stephen King
I would have liked to come into the grocery some morning and see them all, even the Elberts and the children, lying there crying with the pain of dying. I would help myself to groceries, I thought, stepping over their bodies, taking whatever I fancied from the shelves, and go home, with perhaps a kick for Mrs. Donell while she lay there. I was never sorry when I had thoughts like this; I only wished they would come true. Shirley Jackson
Born blind, he could move in that handsome luminous space (yes, he said luminous) of his church, seeing, as he said, the sun with his skin Umberto Eco
Those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand, and at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain, nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy, nothing but gold. Leo Tolstoy
For this great sickness that is upon us no one person is responsible, and no Christian is wholly free from blame. We have all contributed, directly or indirectly, to this sad state of affairs. We have been too blind to see, or too timid to speak out, or too self-satisfied to desire anything better than the poor average diet with which others appear satisfied. Aiden Wilson Tozer
(yesterday)From the terrace of the Flore, I see a woman sitting on the windowsill of the bookstore La Hune; she is holding a glass in one hand, apparently bored; the whole room behind her is filled with men, their backs to me. A cocktail party. May cocktails. A sad, depressing sensation of a seasonal and social stereotype. What comes to my mind is that maman is no longer here and life, stupid life, continues. Roland Barthes
You gods, look down And from your sacred vials pour your graces Upon my daughter's head! Tell me, mine own. Where hast thou been preserved? where lived? how found Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear that I, Knowing by Paulina that the oracle Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserved Myself to see the issue.- A Winter's Tale William Shakespeare

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