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Cuánto llora el cartero, llevado por la envidia. Que mis cartas de amor no son para él. Me pregunto si algún día te las entregará. ↗

— Sofía Navarro

#carta #cartas #cartero #cuento #cuentos

I had not particularly liked the way in which he wrote about literature in Beginnings, and I was always on my guard if not outright hostile when any tincture of 'deconstruction' or 'postmodernism' was applied to my beloved canon of English writing, but when Edward talked about English literature and quoted from it, he passed the test that I always privately apply: Do you truly love this subject and could you bear to live for one moment if it was obliterated? ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#edward-said #literary-criticism #literature #postmodernism #love

Lui le offrì allora la camelia che portava all'occhiello. Lei la rifiutò: "E' un fiore che impegna". ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#fiore #proposta #love

There’s a Chinese proverb that says “Wisdom is avoiding all thoughts that weaken you & embracing those that strengthen you” Your mind is like a Ferrari (Or your favorite car) it is Awesome!...but if you put sand on the gas tank it won’t run. Don’t put sand (negativity) on your mind. Think positive, encouraging, uplifting thoughts, & the negative will soon evaporate. ↗

— Pablo

#motivational #optimism #postive-thinking #truth #wisdom

Our Imperfections Are What Make Us Perfect. ↗

— Lace Vintage

#inspirational #perfect #postive-self-image #self-love #inspirational

Without the hope of posterity, for our race if not for ourselves, without the assurance that we being dead yet live, all pleasures of the mind and senses sometimes seem to me no more than pathetic and crumbling defences shored up against our ruin. ↗

— P.D. James

#pessimism #posterity #the-future #men

She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male. ↗

— James Joyce

#post-office #respect #women #men

Men always seemed to growl and sniff around each other, bristling over nothing, and just as suddenly become buddies at the least likely moments. ↗

— Christine Feehan

#men #posturing #men

Poetry was syllable and rhythm. Poetry was the measurement of breath. Poetry was time make audible. Poetry evoked the present moment; poetry was the antidote to history. Poetry was language free from habit. ↗

— Damon Galgut

#imposter #inspirational #poetry #writing #inspirational

Thinking is contagious … so choose whom you surround yourself with carefully! Or at least take precautions so as not to infect yourself with other people’s thinking! ↗

— Jennifer O'Neill

#motivational-inspirational #positive-mindset #positive-thoughts #postive-thinking #inspirational