QUOTEoftheDay

Friday
Apr172015

Jamie McGuire

To douchebags!" he said, gesturing to Brad. "And to girls that break your heart," he bowed his head to me. His eyes lost focus. "And to the absolute fucking horror of losing your best friend because you were stupid enough to fall in love with her.

I knew the second I met you that there was something about you I needed. Turns out it wasn’t something about you at all. It was just you.

I know we're fucked up, alright? I'm impulsive, and hot tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don't deserve you...but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I loved anyone or anything ever. When you're around, I don't need booze, or money, or the fighting, or the one-night stands...

You know why I want you? I didn’t know I was lost until you found me. I didn’t know what alone was until the first night I spent without you in my bed. You’re the one thing I’ve got right. You’re what I’ve been waiting for, Pigeon.

I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine.

I need to hear you say it. I need to know you’re mine.
I’ve been yours since the second we met.

It wasn’t just me, and it wasn’t just him, it was what we were together that was the exception.

One of these days you're going to fall in love, son. Don't settle for just anyone. Choose the girl that doesn't come easy; the one you have to fight for, and then never stop fighting. Never.

Thursday
Apr162015

William Wordsworth II

The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.

Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be...

Nature never did betray
The heart that loved her.

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

The music in my heart I bore
Long after it was heard no more.

Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man



Wednesday
Apr152015

E. M. Forster II

It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.

How do I know what I think until I see what I say?

I suggest that the only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little further down our particular path than we have yet gone ourselves.

We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.

If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.

We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won't do harm - yes, choose a place where you won't do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.

When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.

This desire to govern a woman -- it lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together.... But I do love you surely in a better way then he does." He thought. "Yes -- really in a better way. I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms.

Adventures do occur, but not punctually.

The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.

Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.


Tuesday
Apr142015

Christopher Morley

There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.

Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to be always part of unanimity.

When you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and humour and ships at sea by night - there's all heaven and earth in a book, a real book.

If we discovered that we had only five minutes left to say all that we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people calling other people to stammer that they loved them.

No man is lonely while eating spaghetti: it requires so much attention.

There is only one success-to be able to spend life in your own way.

High heels were invented by a woman who had been kissed on the forehead.

When you sell a man a book you don't sell him just 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life.

 

Monday
Apr132015

Tahereh Mafi

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.

Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.

I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body. 

Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.

I spent my life folded between the pages of books.
In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.


Sunday
Apr122015

Lisa Kleypas

I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses...the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.

Sometimes life has a cruel sense of humor, giving you the thing you always wanted at the worst time possible.

I want you any way I can get you. Not because you’re beautiful or clever or kind or adorable, although devil knows you’re all those things. I want you because there’s no one else like you, and I don’t ever want to start a day without seeing you.

Sometimes a woman needs a man for company, no matter how useless he is.

Many times in life I've regretted the things I've said without thinking. But I've never regretted the things I said nearly as much as the words I left unspoken.

Opening up to the wrong person is like putting ammo in their hands.

A man's vanity is more fragile that you might think. It's easy for us to mistake shyness for coldness, and silence for indifference.

There are some experiences in life they haven't invented the right words for.

If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?


Saturday
Apr112015

Marilyn Monroe II

I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

If you can make a woman laugh, you can make her do anything.

A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left.

The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.

I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love.

It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.

When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I'm already better than them.

We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets.

It's not true that I had nothing on. I had the radio on.

The nicest thing for me is sleep, then at least I can dream.




Friday
Apr102015

Ludwig van Beethoven

Music is ... A higher revelation than all Wisdom & Philosophy.

Don’t only practice your art, but force your way into its secrets, for it and knowledge can raise men to the divine.

Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over. [Said on deathbed]

Music is the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.

To play without passion is inexcusable!

I would rather write 10,000 notes than a single letter of the alphabet.

Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.

Music is like a dream. One that I cannot hear.

Nothing is more intolerable than to have admit to yourself your own errors.

“It seemed unthinkable for me to leave the world forever before I had produced all that I felt called upon to produce.


Thursday
Apr092015

Carlos Ruiz Zafón

Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you.

Fools talk, cowards are silent, wise men listen.

Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.

People tend to complicate their own lives, as if living weren't already complicated enough.

The moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you've already stopped loving that person forever.

Never trust anyone, Daniel, especially the people you admire. Those are the ones who will make you suffer the worst blows.

Memories are worse than bullets.

I don't suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It's a sure sign that they don't really know anyone.

Destiny is usually just around the corner. Like a thief, a hooker, or a lottery vendor: its three most common personifications. But what destiny does not do is home visits. You have to go for it.

Making money isn't hard in itself... What's hard is to earn it doing something worth devoting one's life to.

A secret's worth depends on the people from whom it must be kept.


Wednesday
Apr082015

Anton Chekhov II

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.

Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and when he dies only the five senses that we know perish with him, and the other ninety-five remain alive.

Any idiot can face a crisis; it's this day-to-day living that wears you out.

The role of the artist is to ask questions, not answer them.

What a fine weather today! Can’t choose whether to drink tea or to hang myself.

You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you

When asked, "Why do you always wear black?", he said, "I am mourning for my life.

The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it.

Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.

Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other.

Man is what he believes.