I just fell in love. It’s 3am and I’m still up because of it. Addicted. Eating my words now. This is love. At second sight.
Because paper has more patience than people.
— Anne Frank (via pavorst)
@mitzser, thank you. but ssShh..you knew it was me..
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Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous. I want to be a writer who reminds others that these moments exist; I want to prove that there is infinite space, infinite meaning, infinite dimension. But I am not always in what I call a state of grace. I have days of illuminations and fevers. I have days when the music in my head stops. Then I mend socks, prune trees, can fruits, polish furniture. But while I am doing this I feel I am not living.
— Anais Nin (via myquotelibrary)
(via myquotelibrary)
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Letter Of Note of the Day: After her husband passed away in 1989, mother-of-three Marianne — then 36 years old — wrote a letter to Kurt Vonnegut to thank him “for his books and his compassion.”
She didn’t expect a reply — but got one anyway.
“I have always wanted to share his kind words,” she says. “It meant, and still means, so much to me.”
Transcript below:
It can’t be said often enough, “It is the woman who pays.” The miracle is that so many can and do somehow. I was in love (still am) with a widow with four kids (two not her own). She somehow raised them all on a teeny weeny salary. I told her one time, “I worry about women.” She said, “Don’t.”
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Letter Of Note of the Day: After her husband passed away in 1989, mother-of-three Marianne — then 36 years old — wrote a letter to Kurt Vonnegut to thank him “for his books and his compassion.”
She didn’t expect a reply — but got one anyway.
“I have always wanted to share his kind words,” she says. “It meant, and still means, so much to me.”
Transcript below:
It can’t be said often enough, “It is the woman who pays.” The miracle is that so many can and do somehow. I was in love (still am) with a widow with four kids (two not her own). She somehow raised them all on a teeny weeny salary. I told her one time, “I worry about women.” She said, “Don’t.”
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Letter Of Note of the Day: After her husband passed away in 1989, mother-of-three Marianne — then 36 years old — wrote a letter to Kurt Vonnegut to thank him “for his books and his compassion.”
She didn’t expect a reply — but got one anyway.
“I have always wanted to share his kind words,” she says. “It meant, and still means, so much to me.”
Transcript below:
It can’t be said often enough, “It is the woman who pays.” The miracle is that so many can and do somehow. I was in love (still am) with a widow with four kids (two not her own). She somehow raised them all on a teeny weeny salary. I told her one time, “I worry about women.” She said, “Don’t.”
[letters.]
Better now. :) Sorry Jades, I still go into denial mode sometimes. Hence the attitude earlier. Sorry for being KSP. I just miss you. We miss you. Jane and I have been leaning on each other. Bumalik ka na. Yeah, maan kang sali.
May ganitong klaseng kalungkutan din pala. The type that cuts deep into the ribs and makes it difficult to breathe. Wala na nga akong paki ano isipin niya. I’m not sure if I was angry at him, or at you. Nagbabakasakali lang. Na if I do something stupid, you’d appear out of nowhere and scold me again.
But nothing. Wala na. Wala ka na nga talaga. :’(
I’m afraid of tomorrow. And the verdict will be on thurs. Where are you? Kailangan ko ng lakas ng loob. Kailangan ko kakulitan mo. Gone too soon. Lucky are the heavens. Aching heart. I miss you. Come back. Please. Even just in dreams.
Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.
— Anne Frank (via myquotelibrary)
(via myquotelibrary)
Mammogram —-> Sonomammogram. O.o
