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Favourite Quotes and Sayings IV - IV says it all.... IM wont to believe...

“I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.” C. Brontë

 
"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."
-Henry David Thoreau
 
Absolutely Clear
Hafiz


Don’t surrender your loneliness
So quickly.
Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season you
As few human
Or even divine ingredients can.

Something missing in my heart tonight
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice
So tender,

My need of God
Absolutely
Clear.
 
“I love you every day. And now I will miss you every day.”
 
:)

Remember it: existence smiles when you smile, and when you are serious you are alone. Existence does not bother about your seriousness. If you want the whole world with you, just smile, and look all around and you will see trees smiling, and the flowers smiling.

Osho
 
"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination." -- John Keats
 
"It's never a good idea to name-drop. Paul McCartney told me that"

"Nice trousers, chap!"

-- Derren Brown (commenting on, and approving of, my nut brown, crushed velvet trou-de-jour whilst he signed my lil bro's DVD after a live show)

... at least I think he did... 8o8(8o

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"The man who never alters his opinions is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind."

William Blake
 
"Let us be together,
let us eat together,
let us be vital together;
let us be radiating truth, radiating the light of life;
never shall we denounce anyone, never entertain negativity. "
-rig vega 10th mandala
 
Lisbon, to me,
is the Lisbon of Pessoa.
Just like London is Woolf’s,
or rather, Mrs. Dalloway’s.
Barcelona is Gaud?'s
and Rome is da Vinci’s.
You see them in every crevice
and hear their echoes
in every cathedral.
I’d like to be the child,
or rather, the mother of a city
but I neither have a home
nor a resting place.
My race is humankind.
My religion is kindness.
My work is love
and, well, my city
is the walls of your heart.

K. Kojouri
 
Erik!!! Your daily words of wisdom have been notable by their absence. Good to see you posting!
 
So I am not a broken heart.
I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and if I were to be this empty I wanted something solid to sleep on. Like concrete.
I am not this year and I am not your fault.
I am muscles building cells, a little every day, because they broke that day,
but bones are stronger once they heal and I am smiling to the bus driver and replacing my groceries once a week and I am not sitting for hours in the shower anymore.
I am the way a life unfolds and bloom and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest winter into a field of green and flowers and new life.
I am not your fault.

C. Erickson
 
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