Eye of the soul

And we have snow. It's not much, but the air smells of cold. You can feel the Christmas spirit. I can't wait to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate our tiny Xmas tree.

Live your life so well that death will tremble to take you.

Charles Bukowski 

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A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment from which to look back or from which to look ahead.

Graham Greene, The End of the Affair  (via bookmania)

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known.

Chuck PalahniukInvisible Monsters (via 4mbivalent)

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I couldn’t live where there were no trees — something vital in me would starve.

L.M Montgomery 

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I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.

Fernando Pessoa, The Book Of Disquiet  (via theoceanislikeyou)

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Life is too short to be wasted in finding answers. Enjoy the questions!

Paulo Coelho (via kari-shma)

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There must be more to life than having everything!

Maurice Sendak (1928 - 05/08/2012)

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Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.

 F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (via danseurs)

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Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life…And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.

Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (via bookmania)

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

Nadine Stair (via wordsonashelf)

We live through books; we have adventures in them, we lead alternative lives through them. We expand our memories through them. And that sometimes art can offer us more intense experiences of the world than life itself can.

Anthony Doerr (via lensandvellum)

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I was within and without, simultaneausly enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via bookmania)

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Every man who knows how to read has it in his power to magnify himself, to multiply the ways in which he exists, to make his life full, significant and interesting. A. H. (by Millie)

Books wrote our life story, and as they accumulated on our shelves (and on our windowsills, and underneath our sofa, and on top of our refrigerator), they became chapters in it themselves.

Anne Fadiman, Ex Libris: Confessions of a Common Reader (via emotional-algebra)

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For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you. Books help us understand who we are and how we are to behave. They show us what community and friendship mean; they show us how to live and die.

Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life (via excessivebookshelf)