“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.” ―Heraclitus
Quotes
Absence Is A House
“Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.” ―Pablo Neruda
My Survival Was Up To Me
“My survival was up to me. I had nothing and I had no one. What I did have, I told myself, was my mind, my imagination, my memory, my feelings, my spirit. These were important and powerful things.” ―John Marsden
The Town
“The town was paper, but the memories were not.” ―John Green
You Can Spend…
“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened… or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.”
―Tupac Shakur
Absence
“Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.” ―François de La Rochefoucauld
Sunset and Evening Star
“Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.”
-“Crossing the Bar,” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)
Love Is A Uniquely Portable Magic
“But I believe in love, you know; love is a uniquely portable magic. I don’t think it’s in the stars, but I do believe that blood calls to blood and mind calls to mind and heart to heart.” ―Stephen King
I Have Learned
“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.” ―Beryl Markham
A Written Word
“A written word is the choicest of relics. It is something at once more intimate with us and more universal than any other work of art. It is the work of art nearest to life itself. It may be translated into every language, and not only be read but actually breathed from all human lips; — not be represented on canvas or in marble only, but be carved out of the breath of life itself.” ―Henry David Thoreau
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 