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Category Archives: Quotes
Happiness
[T]he sum total of happiness in your life can be measured by the amount of happiness you bring to others.
Creepy by definition
So what? These are not private sites, anybody can read them. —gloeden31
How is this #creepy? If one wants to discuss skin issues openly, one should be more than happy to have a skin-issue company actually observe the discussion. —EthanPeter
@EthanPeter: Because reading blogs is creepy by definition. —skahammer
How DARE they view information that I posted publicly for anyone to read.
THIS is an outrage! —LUV_TRUK
Comments in response to a Gawker post titled
“Unilever Is Listening to You Talk About Your Skin Problems.”
Dare
This marathon thing is going to suck on so many levels but I’m pretty sure I’m going to do it because someone told me I couldn’t and you really shouldn’t ever tell me I can’t do something. I’ve been told I’ll never publish, get a PhD, and any number of things. I’m the wrong one to dare. It never ends well for the other party. I hope no one ever tells me I can’t fly because you’ll see me throwing myself off a building, arms spread wide waiting for my body to take flight because that’s how fiercely I believe.
Melancholy
In High Fidelity, Nick Hornby’s pop music-obsessed narrator Rob Fleming asks, following his most recent in a spate of romantic failures, while slumped in his apartment feeling desperately sorry for himself: “What came first – the music or the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?”
Endings
Happy endings are just stories that haven’t finished yet.
—Jane Smith
in Mr. & Mrs. Smith
Smile
I find it draining to make polite small talk with strangers, but I can give a real smile.
Thoroughly Flawed
What is naïve and blinkered is the insistence that fictional characters be held to the same moral and behavioral standards we expect of our friends. It seems to me that part of the point of literature is to enlighten and expand, and there are few pleasures in fiction that expand our consciousness further than getting to observe the world from the perspective of characters so different from us, so thoroughly flawed, that if we were to encounter them in real life we wouldn’t like them very much.
Part of Something
NaNoWriMo isn’t about writing a polished, end product novel. It’s about getting the first draft (or part of it) down on paper. It’s also about getting into the habit of writing on a regular basis, something which I sometimes need to be prodded into because ‘life’ tends to get in the way. Finally, it’s about being part of something, sharing an activity.
This.
For Me
It’s the time to put away your excuses (yes I know you have no time, yes I know you have family issues, yes I know you’re already working hard at your job…) and just say:
November is for me. I’m going to write.
