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Great people do things before they’re ready. They do things before they know they can do it. And by doing it, they’re proven right. Because, I think there’s something inside of you—and inside of all of us—when we see something and we think, “I think I can do it, I think I can do it. But I’m afraid to.” Bridging that gap, doing what you’re afraid of, getting out of your comfort zone, taking risks like that—THAT is what life is. And I think you might be really good. You might find out something about yourself that’s special. And if you’re not good, who cares? You tried something. Now you know something about yourself. Now you know. A mystery is solved. So, I think you should just give it a try. Just inch yourself out of that back line. Step into life. Courage. Risks. Yes. Go. Now.
Amy Poehler  (via thatkindofwoman)

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It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via teabythesea)

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我在浪裡

少年輕狂時一頭栽進游泳池裡,因泳術不精而嗆到,抽搐在那一淌低溫的氯氣水裡。
若果你咎由那一次輕狂而學不會游泳,你將永不知道那洶湧的美。

來吧,往那咸咸的大海推進。
以輕狂敵輕狂,沒更好的辦法,沒更好的協奏。
聽那白頭駭浪在岩石上拍打的節奏,你聽那嘲諷。
極緻的洶湧,你可以懂。

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Never the same love twice?

Many a times the spark of a romance follows the same stylistic pattern. Within the context of my limited experience, here’s my synopsis. First off, snap judgement on appearance (Tall? Check. Cute? Check. Small eyes? Check.) Then we move onto harmless flirtations to test the personality, humour and likings. Back and forth, the tennis ball bounces between the two courts. Gradually, the mysterious darkness lurking in her eyes demands him to follow suit.

You know what follows, candle-lit dinner on hazy evenings, endowments of flowers, macaroons, love songs and etc. In most cases, I do not observe significant deviations from the ancient formula for most conquests of love. So what’s so special about the chemistry of love that causes each experience to differentiate from one another, rendering to the conclusion that Fitzgerald has conveniently summated as “There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice?”.

I am eternally grateful for all incidence of love that has come to me. But why? My dear. Why never the same love twice? Or am I too modern to be raising concerns out of a quantitative comparison?

#feelinglikecarriebradshaw #loveandthecity

 

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Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul. 

~~William Ernest Henley