by: J.D. Salinger
I am sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
~Franny Glass
*J.D. Salinger died 1-28-10 at the age of 91 in his New Hampshire home.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100128/ap_en_ot/us_obit_salinger
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
The Clarence Principle
by: Fehed Said
I always thought that birds would end up in heaven. In my mind, if you were born a bird, you were blessed. They were the only ones who could touch the sky. They had wings...like angles.
I always thought that birds would end up in heaven. In my mind, if you were born a bird, you were blessed. They were the only ones who could touch the sky. They had wings...like angles.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
The Shack
by: William P. Young
Each relationship between two persons is absolutely unique. That is why you cannot love two people the same. It simply is not possible. You love each person differently because of who they are and the uniqueness that they draw out of you. And the more you know another, the richer the colors of that relationship. (pg. 213)
Each relationship between two persons is absolutely unique. That is why you cannot love two people the same. It simply is not possible. You love each person differently because of who they are and the uniqueness that they draw out of you. And the more you know another, the richer the colors of that relationship. (pg. 213)
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Miss American Pie
by: Margaret Sartor
"I think Emily Dickinson cut herself off from the world because that was the only way she could have a spiritual life that wasn't distorted by other people's expectations of her. (pg. 184)
"I think Emily Dickinson cut herself off from the world because that was the only way she could have a spiritual life that wasn't distorted by other people's expectations of her. (pg. 184)
Monday, January 18, 2010
Love is a mix tape
by: Rob Sheffield
Sometimes you lie in a strange room, in a strange person's home, and you feel yourself bending out of shape. Melting, touching something hot, something that warps you in drastic and probably irreversible ways you won't get to take stock of until it's too late. (pg. 63)
Sometimes you lie in a strange room, in a strange person's home, and you feel yourself bending out of shape. Melting, touching something hot, something that warps you in drastic and probably irreversible ways you won't get to take stock of until it's too late. (pg. 63)
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Jellicoe Road
by: Melina Marchetta
"I remember love. It's what I have to keep on reminding myself. It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love." (pg. 262)
"I remember love. It's what I have to keep on reminding myself. It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love." (pg. 262)
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