December 2009
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The simple things are also the most extraordinary things,and only the wise can...
– Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist)
Thomas Edison’s last words were ‘It’s very beautiful over there’. I don’t know...
– John Green (Looking for Alaska)
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I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is...
– Goethe
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"The thing you never read!" 10 December 2007 18:...
This was an email that I received from one of, if not, my best friend in this fragile world we live in. She’s studying in Miami now and plans to be a lawyer someday, while I’m studying Sound Engineering and plan to be a Music Therapist someday. We might be far apart, and we might not call each other every second of the day, but somethings will never change in this world… and one...
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…love, I’ve come to understand is more than three words mumbled before bedtime.
– Nicholas Sparks
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“Life changes every minute of the day. You lose...
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There’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be…
– John Lennon
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I always thought that there was this one perfect person for everybody in the...
– Forces of Nature
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You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love...
– Bob Marley.
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On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were...
I LOVE YOU, in 100 ways
1. English - I love you 2. Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief 3. Albanian - Te dua 4. Arabic - Ana behibak (to male) 5. Arabic - Ana behibek (to female) 6. Armenian - Yes kez sirumen 7. Bambara - M’bi fe 8. Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi 9. Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu 10. Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo 11. Bulgarian - Obicham te 12. Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah 13. Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy...
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Lovers, Forget Your Love
Lovers, forget your love, And list to the love of these, She a window flower, And he a winter breeze. When the frosty window veil Was melted down at noon, And the caged yellow bird Hung over her in tune, He marked her through the pane, He could not help but mark, And only passed her by To come again at dark. He was a winter wind, Concerned with ice and snow, Dead weeds and unmated birds, And...
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The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning...
November 2009
15 posts