The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.
— Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
Moments To Love or Hate
This Blog is here for me and or anyone who wants to read it. I will mainly be posting quotes I find. I don't mean to infringe on anyone's privacy or hurt anyone by quoting wrong, its how I want things to be remembered.
Friday, July 6, 2012
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Hillary Clinton
"It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but those that are most adaptable to change" [Alec Ross, Senior Advisor for Innovation to Secretary of State Hillary Clinton]
Pope John XXIII
It is easier for a father to have children than for children to have a real father. - Pope John XXIII
Ray Bradbury
“Don’t worry about things. Don’t push. Just do your work and you’ll survive. The important thing is to have a ball, to be joyful, to be loving and to be explosive. Out of that comes everything and you grow.” --Ray Bradbury
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Bus Stop
Beauregard 'Bo' Decker: Well, I've been thinkin' about them other fellas, Cherry. And well, what I mean is, I like you the way you are, so what do I care how you got that way?
Cherie: Bo!
[crying]
Cherie: That's the sweetest, tenderest thing anyone ever said to me.
Cherie: Bo!
[crying]
Cherie: That's the sweetest, tenderest thing anyone ever said to me.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Mr. Rochester: Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to Ireland, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.
“I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Monday, April 2, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Dear boys, this is something I just have to get off my chest. Eff off. I'm so tired of hearing about how girls are "so confusing." Bull. It's me who knows what I want, it's all of you idiots who won't get their shit together. I tell you how it is up front: either I like you and I want to be with you, or I don't like you and we will not be together, or we're just friends who are allowed to kiss occasionally and it means nothing. Now, how hard is that to understand? Could I be any more clear? Now, I'm not demanding you get your shit together, just admit your the fact that it's all of YOU who have suddenly grown vaginas and leave me the hell alone.
~A.B.
~A.B.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
If Lucy Fell
"the girl in your heart isn't the girl in your dreams. Some people don't figure it out all their lives."
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
John Green’s “Looking For Alaska”
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
Love, Me
I’m putting you on the back burner, my lovely fantasy
I’ve realized that there won’t be a you and me
It’s not that I’m giving up on the thought of being together
And this harsh reality sure isn’t better
But I know in my heart you’re happy with her
Despite any spell I try to conjure
I’m putting you on a shelf, my lovely dream
It hurts so much I want to scream
To know you won’t be holding my hand
This didn’t go as I had planned
Deep down inside I’ll always be waiting
Full of love, never hating
I’m putting you in a box, my lovely illusion
I’ll send it to my palace; my life but a different version
Perhaps one day I’ll take it down
And look at it without a frown
Or maybe it’ll be you that re-hatches the magic
To keep out future from turning tragic
I’m closing the curtains on you, my dear
Though I know it won’t step a single tear
It’s you I’ll always be in love with
Forgetting you is just a myth
But for now I need to divert my focus
My life is already a circus
I’ll keep my heart open for you, my love
Ready to show you the stars and universe above
Tell me if and when that day will come
So that I won’t be numb
Because if you are vague and only hover
I’ll close my door forever
Submitted by hillarylynch.
I’m putting you on the back burner, my lovely fantasy
I’ve realized that there won’t be a you and me
It’s not that I’m giving up on the thought of being together
And this harsh reality sure isn’t better
But I know in my heart you’re happy with her
Despite any spell I try to conjure
I’m putting you on a shelf, my lovely dream
It hurts so much I want to scream
To know you won’t be holding my hand
This didn’t go as I had planned
Deep down inside I’ll always be waiting
Full of love, never hating
I’m putting you in a box, my lovely illusion
I’ll send it to my palace; my life but a different version
Perhaps one day I’ll take it down
And look at it without a frown
Or maybe it’ll be you that re-hatches the magic
To keep out future from turning tragic
I’m closing the curtains on you, my dear
Though I know it won’t step a single tear
It’s you I’ll always be in love with
Forgetting you is just a myth
But for now I need to divert my focus
My life is already a circus
I’ll keep my heart open for you, my love
Ready to show you the stars and universe above
Tell me if and when that day will come
So that I won’t be numb
Because if you are vague and only hover
I’ll close my door forever
Submitted by hillarylynch.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
One I Love
One I Love
"One I love, two I love,
Three I love, I say,
Four I love with all my heart,
Five I cast away.
Six he loves, seven he loves,
Eight they both love.
Nine he comes, ten he tarries,
Eleven he courts, twelve he marries. "
"One I love, two I love,
Three I love, I say,
Four I love with all my heart,
Five I cast away.
Six he loves, seven he loves,
Eight they both love.
Nine he comes, ten he tarries,
Eleven he courts, twelve he marries. "
“Love is the very essence of life. It is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Yet it is not found only at the end of the rainbow. Love is at the beginning also, and from it springs the beauty that arched across the sky on a stormy day. Love is the security for which children weep, the yearning of youth, the adhesive that binds marriage, and the lubricant that prevents devastating friction in the home; it is the peace of old age, the sunlight of hope shining through death. How rich are those who enjoy it in their associations with family, friends, and neighbors! Love, like faith, is a gift of God. It is also the most enduring and most powerful virtue.”
― Gordon B. Hinckley
― Gordon B. Hinckley
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
I learned today that you never become invisible until you let them get to you, you are the better person. Stand up straighter when they put you down. Smile intend of frown. And go ahead and dream, even though life isn't what it seems. To anyone out there who feels lost and invisible, I believe in you. At one point I didn't believe in myself, but I've realized that I can be anything, and no one can stop me. You can be anything. Don't let the weight of the world on your shoulders drag you down. :)
By RayneMarie1
By RayneMarie1
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Take a look at yourself in a mirror. Who do you see looking back? Is it the person you want to be? Or is there someone else you were meant to be, the person you should’ve been, but fell short of? Is someone telling you you can’t or you won’t? Because you can. Believe that love is out there. Believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do. Sometimes happiness doesn’t come from money or fame or power. Sometimes happiness comes from good friends and family and from the quiet nobility of leading a good life. Believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do. So take a look in that mirror and remind yourself to be happy because you deserve to be. Believe that. And believe that dreams come true every day. Because they do.
“Four years ago, I was just a guy who had a crush on a girl, who had a boyfriend. And I had to do the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do, which was just to… wait…And, a lot of people told me I was crazy to wait this long for a date with a girl I work with but I think, even then I knew that… I was waiting for my wife.” -Jim Halpert
"If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads." - Rosemarie Urquico "Date A Girl Who Reads"
Sunday, November 27, 2011
'You'll get over it...' It's the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not erased by anyone but death.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
TRUTH IS, you are my best friend and i love hanging out with you and you always make me smile no matter how hard i try not too, we text like all day everyday but we dont hangout as much as we could. i cant wait for tree lot to start so i can see you all the time and you should text me right now cuz we havent talked like all day. your pretty and adorable and i like everything about you, your wierd but a good wierd and i like that alot too. you give good hugs and your my favorite person to be with. i ♥ u
Thursday, November 17, 2011
i'm absolutely crazy. i'm feeling the wind and i'm feeling the fire. it's absolutely necessary for me to run around in the rain at all hours of the night. it's necessary for me blast my most depressing three days grace songs and sing them with a smile. i need to be busy, i need to be active, i need you. i love to jump and run and hug and kiss and laugh, at myself, every single day. weird is the way i like things. i've been smiling so much. high school is overrated guys, these are the good years. i think i'm young and positively naive, and wouldn't change a single second of it. hey, Mia Graves...i love you :)i love being niave with you. or wait... do they call us immature? either way...point of this post is...well there is no point... goodnight :)
~A.B.
~A.B.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there
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