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Artigos da categoria “Outras Coisas”
You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don’t really resent it.
—Vita Sackville-West, carta para Virginia Woolf, 21 de Janeiro de 1926
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
—Helen Schucman, A Course in Miracles, New Leaf, 2008
Action is hope. At the end of each day, when you’ve done your work, you lie there and think, Well, I’ll be damned, I did this today. It doesn’t matter how good it is, or how bad—you did it. At the end of the week you’ll have a certain amount of accumulation. At the end of a year, you look back and say, I’ll be damned, it’s been a good year.
—Ray Bradbury, The Art of Fiction No. 203 (via 3-2-1)
I know now, after fifty years, that the finding/losing, forgetting/remembering, leaving/returning, never stops. The whole of life is about another chance, and while we are alive, till the very end, there is always another chance.
—Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Grove Press, 2013 (via 3-2-1)