For Rachel

May 19, 2007 16:20

Tibby let the feelings wash over her. She could sit there and cry for as long as she liked. She could crawl under the desk. She could run around in the parking lot. She could live big. She could make herself to do things that were hard. She could.
-Second Summer of the Sisterhood, Ann Brashares

Whatever happens, believe that the journey is worth taking, and then you will reach its end.
-Seaward, Susan Cooper

Fucking - What the fuck! Who the fuck fucked this fucking - How did you two fucking fucks - FUCK!
-Boondock Saints (for when it's not going so well . . .)

Fortune Teller God: Oh, the future’s not fixed Joan. It’s very existence is determined by the choices you make in the present.
Joan: Ok, what are you saying? I shouldn’t worry about the future?
Fortune Teller God: Well, the best way to affect it is by bringing your concsiousness to the moment
Joan: Aah, a walking refridgerator magnet.
Fortune Teller God: I’m just saying that that’s where all the action is, it’s the only place where you have any real power.
-Joan of Arcadia

Whatever you are, be a good one.
-Abraham Lincoln

“Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?”

“Supposing it didn’t,” said Pooh after careful thought.

You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it come true. You may have to work for it, however.
-Richard Bach

Now, we must all fear evil men. But there is another kind of evil which we must fear most, and that is the indifference of good men.
-Boondock Saints

breathe in, breathe out. smile. repeat.
-Meera Murgai

I really do believe that all of you are at the beginning of a wonderful journey. As you start traveling down that road of life, remember this: There are never enough comfort stops. The places you’re going to are never on the map. And once you get that map out, you won’t be able to refold it no matter how smart you are.

So forget the map, roll down the windows, and whenever you can, pull over and have a picnic with a pig. And if you can help it, never fly as cargo.
-Kermit

Park Chess God: You do everything that i ask without knowing where it’ll lead, because you have faith. Have some in yourself. Other people do. I do.
Joan: You’re being really nice to me. That’s weird.
Park Chess God: Because I want you to see how much stronger you are than you think. Failure and disappointment - you’ve been through it before. It’s all part of the game.
Joan: But this isn’t a game, this is my life.
Park Chess God: Every act you undertake - working at the bookstore, helping someone, even playing rock paper scissors. Each of those choices is a move, and every move informs the next. And changes you. And everyone else. Like moves on a chessboard.
Joan: So there has to be a way to win.
Park Chess God: Sure. By playing.
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