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Thursday Quotables
Emotion is an essentially unconscious process.
~ Nico Frijda (1927– )
~ Nico Frijda (1927– )
To truly cherish the things that are important to you, you must first discard those that have outlived their purpose. To get rid of what you no longer need is neither wasteful nor shameful. Can you truthfully say that you treasure something buried so deeply in a closet or drawer that you have forgotten its existence? If things had feelings, they would certainly not be happy. Free them from the prison to which you have relegated them. Help them leave that deserted isle to which you have exiled them. Let them go, with gratitude. Not only you, but your things as well, will feel clear and refreshed when you are done tidying.
Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.
“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say”
Life imitates Art far more than art imitates life.
But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought.
Hardly ever in my life had I felt disposed to honour one of my fellow-creatures with any especial degree of liking or approval; and when, for once, I had been moved to do so, it seemed as if the individual thus distinguished ought certainly to have felt some corresponding amount of inclination for me. Yet this had not been the case, since Kitty Mervyn had forgotten me, though I had not forgotten her.
Aging is not 'lost youth' but a new stage of opportunity and strength.
“Once a story you’ve regarded as true has turned false, you begin suspecting all stories.”
"Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else."
"The pen might not be mightier than the sword, but maybe the printing press was heavier than the siege weapon."
"Remember the dignity of your womanhood. Do not appeal, do not beg, do not grovel. Take courage, join hands, stand besides us, fight with us."
"Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and fleeting. Don't worry."
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
"Pooh!" he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure of you.”
Egotist, n. A person of low taste, more interested in himself than in me.
"That is the worst of women. They always want one to be good. And if we are good, when they meet us, they don’t love us at all. They like to find us quite irretrievably bad, and to leave us quite unattractively good."
You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler.
“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will, which I now exert to leave you.”