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Saturday, July 24, 2010

For I see a man must either resolve to put out nothing new or become a slave to defend it.
— Issac Newton, as cited by Paul Graham #

Thursday, July 22, 2010

God has set limits on man’s intelligence, none on his stupidity.

Monday, July 19, 2010

It is no use saying, ‘We are doing our best.’ You have got to succeed in doing what is necessary.
— Winston Churchill #

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

They never saw a world in which they could be wrong, for how could they be wrong? Right and wrong were theirs to create, as they saw fit, and how dare anyone else say otherwise.
— Internal Conversations, vol. 26 #

Sunday, July 11, 2010

To love is to sing a song in tune with another.
— Internal Conversations, vol. 26 #

Saturday, July 10, 2010

My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you’re lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind #

Friday, July 9, 2010

You meet a girl: shy, unassuming. If you tell her she’s beautiful, she’ll think you’re sweet, but she won’t believe you. She knows that beauty lies in your beholding. And sometimes that is enough. But there’s a better way. You show her she is beautiful. You make mirrors of your eyes, prayers of your hands. It is hard, very hard, but when she truly believes you… Suddenly the story she tells herself in her own head changes. She transforms. She isn’t seen as beautiful. She is beautiful, seen.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind #

Thursday, July 8, 2010

God gives you answers in three ways: he says yes and gives you want you want, he says no and gives you something better, or he says wait and gives you the best.
— Various tumblelogs #

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind #

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind #

Monday, July 5, 2010

Go out in the early days of winter, after the first cold snap of the season. Find a pool of water with a sheet of ice across the top, still fresh and new and clear as glass. Near the shore the ice will hold you. Slide out farther. Farther. Eventually you’ll find the place where the surface just barely bears your weight. There you will feel what I felt. The ice splinters under your feet. Look down and you can see the white cracks darting through the ice like mad, elaborate spiderwebs. It is perfectly silent, but you can feel the sudden sharp vibrations through the bottoms of your feet.

That is what happened when [she] smiled at me.

— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind #

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Sunset at Lake Michigan

Sunset at Lake Michigan

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Lake Michigan

Lake Michigan

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Backyard Flowers

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Backyard Flowers

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