February 2012
79 posts
“There is the great lesson of ‘Beauty and the Beast,’ that a thing must be loved...”
– G.K. Chesterton (via lafemmesurlalune)
“Love born in the brain is more spirited, doubtless, than true love, but it has...”
– Stendhal, The Red and the Black (via bookmania)
“Forever is composed of nows.”
– Emily Dickinson (via girlwithoutwings)
“My passionate sense of social justice and social responsibility has always...”
– Albert Einstein (via mswizardcud)
“To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get...”
– Oscar Wilde (via misswallflower)
“Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.”
– David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility (via bookmania)
“Normally seven minutes of another person’s company was enough to give her a...”
– Stieg Larsson (via misswallflower)
“My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.”
– Dame Edith Sitwell (via unejeunedemoiselle)
“We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
– Anaïs Nin (via human-voices)
“If you never change your mind, why have one?”
– Edward De Bono (via human-voices)
“Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.”
– William Faulkner (via misswallflower)
“The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes...”
– Leo Buscaglia (via misswallflower)
“People always ask me, “you have so much confidence. Where did that come from?”...”
– – Gabourey Sidibe (via musingsinfemininity)
“To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved.”
– George MacDonald (via misswallflower)
“You must always be polite to people whose position forbids them to be rude to...”
– Agatha Christie, Autobiography (via southernfriedweird)
“Mediocrity bores me.”
– Anna Wintour, 60 Minutes (2009)
“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of...”
– Neil Gaiman (via misswallflower)
“How come no-one told me all throughout history that the loneliest people were...”
– Misread, Kings Of Convenience (via obseo)
“In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at till you...”
– Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit (via bookmania)
