tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014898756028026152024-03-21T13:23:29.026-04:00DES IN REAL LIFEDeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06709617850976524708noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901489875602802615.post-23296504034170466062012-11-24T20:17:00.003-05:002012-11-26T06:29:27.157-05:00A River Runs Through It<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"It is true that we can seldom help those closest to us. Either we don't know what part of ourselves to give or, more often than not, the part we have to give is not wanted. And so it is those we live with who elude us. But we can still love them - we can love completely without complete understanding." - Rev. Maclean, "A River Runs Through It"<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">(via <a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2017865/Emily-Lloyd-The-screen-star-whos-swapped-LA-Hackney.html">dailymail</a>)</span>Deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06709617850976524708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901489875602802615.post-3292400582201767872012-11-24T20:08:00.004-05:002012-11-26T06:29:39.667-05:00Dennis Hopper<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool." - Lester Bangs, "Almost Famous"</div>
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Deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06709617850976524708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901489875602802615.post-86898946943703949062012-11-24T17:09:00.000-05:002012-11-26T06:30:12.615-05:00Keith Haring<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can't remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world's still there." - Leonard Shelby, "Memento"</div>
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“More girls were killed in the last 50 years, precisely because they were girls, than men killed in all the wars in the 20th century. More girls are killed in this routine gendercide in any one decade than people were slaughtered in all the genocides of the 20th century.<br />
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The equivalent of 5 jumbo jets worth of women die in labor each day... life time risk of maternal death is 1,000x higher in a poor country than in the west. That should be an international scandal.” - Nicholas D. Kristof, "Half the Sky: Turning Oppression into Opportunity for Women Worldwide"<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">(via <a href="http://events.berkeley.edu/index.php/calendar/sn/student.html?event_ID=61102&date=2012-11-15">berkeley</a>)</span>Deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06709617850976524708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901489875602802615.post-8288869801036172732012-11-24T02:06:00.004-05:002012-11-26T06:35:27.726-05:00Edmund Blair Leighton<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Thanks to the human heart by which we live. Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears. To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." - William Wordsworth, "Ode: Intimations of Immortality"</div>
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"I guess it all comes down to what you want versus what's expected of you." - Don Draper, "Mad Men"<br />
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“He had dawdled over his cigar because he was at heart a dilettante, and thinking over a pleasure to come often gave him a subtler satisfaction than its realization.” - Edith Wharton, “The Age of Innocence”</div>
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"A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world." - Jack Kerouac, "On the Road"</div>
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"Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too - even when you’re in the dark. Even when you’re falling." - Mitch Albom, "Tuesdays With Morrie"<br />
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“Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.” - Ralph Ellison, "Invisible Man"<br />
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“The size and age of the Cosmos are beyond ordinary human understanding. Lost somewhere between immensity and eternity is our tiny planetary home. In a cosmic perspective, most human concerns seem insignificant, even petty. And yet our species is young and curious and brave and shows much promise. In the last few millennia we have made the most astonishing and unexpected discoveries about the Cosmos and our place within it, explorations that are exhilarating to consider. They remind us that humans have evolved to wonder, that understanding is a joy, that knowledge is prerequisite to survival. I believe our future depends on how well we know this Cosmos in which we float like a mote of dust in the morning sky.” - Carl Sagan, "Cosmos"<br />
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Deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06709617850976524708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901489875602802615.post-39677480573270173842012-11-23T00:30:00.001-05:002012-11-23T00:45:15.303-05:00Gitardjamm<iframe width="480" height="260" src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/lGaA6OS1bN0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Deshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06709617850976524708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901489875602802615.post-39188798548424956322012-11-23T00:25:00.004-05:002012-11-23T00:25:41.055-05:00Pablo Neruda<br />
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“We the mortals touch the metals,<br />
the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,<br />
knowing they will go on, inert or burning,<br />
and I was discovering, naming all these things:<br />
it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.”<br />
- Pablo Neruda, "Still Another Day"<br />
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"It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it." - Oscar Wilde<br />
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