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You see, but you do not observe.

It is one thing to be clever and another to be wise.

See, the world is full of things more powerful than us. But if you know how to catch a ride, you can go places,

All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.

Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow
a bed of grass, a soft green pillow
lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes
and when again they open, the sun will rise.
Hear it's safe, here it's warm
hear the daisies guard you from every harm
hear your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
hear is the place where i love you.
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
a clock of leaves, a moonbeam ray
forget your woes and let your troubles lay
and when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Hear it's safe, hears its' warm
hear the daises guard you from every harm
Hear your dreams are sweet and tomorrow bring them true
hear is the place where i love you.

You can't eat books, sweetheart.

He who hurries through life hurries to his grave.

But I’d rather look back and regret something I did when I was young and crazy, than look back and regret something I never had the courage to do, and realize it’s too late.

As we ride the elevator Gale finally says You're still angry.
And you're still not sorry, I reply.
"I will stand by what I said. Do you want me to lie about it? he asks.
No, I want you to rethink it and come up with the right opinion, I tell him.

I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one.

In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer - proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.

I've always resented Hermione, because I wanted to be her so badly and she never seemed to appreciate as much as I thought she should that she got be her. She got to live at Hogwarts and be friends with Harry and kiss Ron, which was supposed to happen to me.

If I had a view like this to look down on every day, I would have the energy and inspiration to conquer the world. The trouble is, when you most need such a view, no one gives it to you.

There was nothing wrong with fire … as long as you didn’t stand too close. Something to keep in mind.

All these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers.

Belief can be manipulated. Only knowledge is dangerous.

Humility is not thinking less of yourself; it is thinking of yourself less. Humility is thinking more of others.

Like all failed experiments, that one taught me something I didn’t expect: one key ingredient of so-called experience is the delusional faith that it is unique and special, that those included in it are privileged and those excluded from it are missing out.

You could put a blond wig on a hot-water heater and some dude would try to fuck it.

You can only control your own actions. Not other people’s reactions.

Like all strong people, she suffered always a measure of loneliness; she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain sort.

Love isn’t meant to be hidden away and life is too short for shame.

Play hard to get. You should be.

The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.

Calories don’t count if they’re connected to a celebration. Everyone knows this.

Photoshop is just like makeup. When it’s done well it looks great, and when it’s overdone you look like a crazy asshole.

Death was like an unpleasant neighbor. You didn’t talk about him for fear he might hear you and decide to pay a visit.

L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle

We’re not completely happy here because we’re not supposed to be! Earth is not our final home; we were created for something much better.

I couldn't help thinking that if I, by pure chance, had found a whole universe in a single unknown book, buried in that endless necropolis, tens of thousands more would remain unexplored, forgotten forever. I felt myself surrounded by millions of abandoned pages, by worlds and souls without an owner sinking in an ocean of darkness, while the world that throbbed outside the library seemed to be losing its memory, day after day, unknowingly, feeling all the wiser the more it forgot.

People come and go, in and out of each other’s lives like it’s nothing. So I don’t know how/why this should be a big deal.

When you don’t know what you believe, everything becomes an argument. Everything is debatable. But when you stand for something, decisions are obvious.

Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.

Fall. Stand. Learn. Adapt.

Better to be the failure who nobly strived than the success who never really had to.

Maybe he didn’t really encourage me to do things, but he didn’t prevent me from doing them either. But after a while, I didn’t do things because I didn’t want him to think different about me. But the thing is, I wasn’t being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn’t really even know me?

This is a story of how a Baggins had an adventure, and found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected.

the past only had whatever power you gave it; life was what you made it and if you wanted something different from what you had, it was up to you to make it happen.

All stories are true, Skarpi said. But this one really happened, if that’s what you mean. He took another slow drink, then smiled again, his bright eyes dancing. More or less. You have to be a bit of a liar to tell a story the right way. Too much truth confuses the facts. Too much honesty makes you sound insincere.

They say it grows so cold up here in winter that a man’s laughter freezes in his throat and chokes him to death, Ned said evenly. Perhaps that is why the Starks have so little humor.

There’s a coward and a fool, and both of them are you, My heart is cracked and broken, but yours is frozen through.

They say God never gives us more than we can handle, but sometimes I think God has overestimated what I can take.

What am I coming for?" he repeated, looking straight into her eyes. "You know that I have come to be where you are," he said; "I can't help it.

Friends we shall never be, you know that yourself. Whether we shall be the happiest or the wretchedest of people--that's in your hands.

Through error you come to the truth! I am a man because I err! You never reach any truth without making fourteen mistakes and very likely a hundred and fourteen.

But then, is there cowardice in the acknowledgment of fear? Is there cowardice in being glad that you lived?

Meditation is the only intentional, systematic human activity which at bottom is about not trying to improve yourself or get anywhere else, but simply to realize where you already are.

You also know you’re surrendered when you don’t react to criticism and rush to defend yourself. Surrendered hearts show up best in relationships. You don’t edge others out, you don’t demand your rights, and you aren’t self-serving when you’re surrendered.

What do you know of poetry? Ambrose said without bothering to turn around. I know a limping verse when I hear it, I said. But this isn’t even limping. A limp has rhythm. This is more like someone falling down a set of stairs. Uneven stairs. With a midden at the bottom. It is a sprung rhythm, he said, his voice stiff and offended. I wouldn’t expect you to understand. Sprung? I burst out with an incredulous laugh. I understand that if I saw a horse with a leg this badly ‘sprung,’ I’d kill it out of mercy, then burn its poor corpse for fear the local dogs might gnaw on it and die.