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When I consider the short duration of my life, swallowed up in the eternity before and after, the little space which I fill, and even can see, engulfed in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I am ignorant, and which know me not, I am frightened, and am astonished at being here rather than there; for there is no reason why here rather than there, why now rather than then. Who has put me here? By whose order and direction have this place and time been allotted to me? Memoria hospitis unius diei praetereuntis. — Blaise Pascal

My paintings are titled after they are finished. I paint from remembered landscapes that I carry with me - and remembered feelings of them, which of course become transformed. I could certainly never mirror nature. I would more like to paint what it leaves with me. — Joan Mitchell

Listen, Legs, I'm going to die anyway. I'm human. And I don't know about you, but I don't believe in visions of the future. I believe we choose our own destiny. You didn't give me a choice last time. You just left. But I'm here now. And I love you. Stay with me. Don't fear the future; we'll face it together. — Melissa De La Cruz

I thought I had to show all my stuff and I almost tore the boards of the grandstand with my fastball. — Cy Young

If you ever care about things, that means they have power over you. — Frederick Lenz

Percy, who was looking immensely — J.K. Rowling

What on earth was she doing with her life? Could she just get up and leave? — Kate Atkinson

Royalty is but a feather in a man's cap; let children enjoy their rattle. — Oliver Cromwell

[Zarathustra] never abandoned the watchword of not having any end, not serving a cause, because, as he knew, causes pluck off the wings we fly with. — Georges Bataille

Don't blame the mirror if your face is faulty. — Nikolai Gogol

A tornado of thought is unleashed after each new insight. This in turn results in an earthquake of assumptions. These are natural disasters that re-shape the spirit. — Vera Nazarian

Somewhere, a sparrow is singing in B minor. — Heather O'Neill

And Sleep will not lie down, but walks
Wild-eyed and cries to Time. — Oscar Wilde