Plan a vacation. Visit more state parks. Spend more time away from the computer. Cook without recipes. Visit more museums. Hear more live music. Go to the movies. Buy less. Speak more Spanish. Call more, text less.

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Writers will go to stupefying lengths to get the infernal roar of words out of their skulls and onto paper.
Barbara Kingsolver
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Her happiness lay at the other extreme from discipline, in noisy parties, in gossip about lovers, in prolonged sessions with girlfriends, where they once got their hands on some cane liquor and ended up naked, measuring and comparing the parts of their body.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 100 Years of Solitude
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Agreeing to settle for “friends with benefits” with someone you are emotionally invested in is a soul-crushing deal. There’s no nicotine patch for love, and your faith in others will only continue to decay the longer you show no respect for yourself. You are actively denying yourself happiness. You’re going to be wrapped up in his arms at midnight cloaked in hope and wishing for more, and when he asks you to leave because he’s got ‘things to do,’ you’ll be wearing nothing but your coat and your heartbreak when you walk home alone. And you’ll have done it to yourself.

The nights you lie in bed wishing he was there will seem worse than this, but you must remember, they’re a cumulative action. That kind of pain has a growth rate. And without the ointment of self-respect, it will leave you saddened in ways you do not deserve. To not be wanted is invalidating, but it’s only devastating if you continue to open the wound. Walk away, or fall prey to the humiliating inevitability of looking back and thinking, “what the fuck was I doing?”

If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn’t love hard to believe?
Life of Pi, Yann Martel
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It was a fish massacre

It was a fish massacre

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Madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of loving each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out old people they kept blooming like little children and playing like dogs
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 100 Years of Solitude
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Date By Numbers: how the GOP brought feminism back to life

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In the movie Baby Boom, a woman is a business executive at the kind of firm where the conference tables are the size of stretch limos. She is the only female executive, and she is ruthless. A phone call in the night concerning a distant cousin’s Last Will leaves her with an unexpected inheritance:…

very well said

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