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John Fowles, The French Lieutenant’s Woman
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&lt;p&gt;John Fowles,&lt;em&gt; The French Lieutenant’s Woman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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“The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2cfdfb094774582a9a00ef3681c40c12/tumblr_mgoi9ntMuR1qzt8u9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That you are here—that life exists, and identity; &lt;br/&gt;That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;—&lt;strong&gt;Walt Whitman&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Leaves of Grass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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Joseph Gordon-Levitt, The Tiny Book...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdvl27vrOY1r46fnpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://printed-ink.tumblr.com/post/36502829373/aseaofquotes-joseph-gordon-levitt-the-tiny"&gt;printed-ink&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Joseph Gordon-Levitt, &lt;em&gt;The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Written by &lt;a href="http://www.hitrecord.org/users/Blodnasir"&gt;Jack (Blodnasir)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.hitrecord.org/records/438344"&gt;righttoleft&lt;/a&gt; by Blodnasir.&lt;/p&gt;
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I believe that love that is true and real creates a respite from death. All cowardice comes from not loving or not loving well, which is the same thing. And when the man who is brave and true looks death squarely in the face like some rhino hunters I know or Belmonte, who is truly brave, it is because they love with sufficient passion to push death out of their minds. Until it returns, as it does to all men. And then you must make really good love again. Think about it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Woody Allen - Midnight in Paris&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/33860720808</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/33860720808</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2012 18:51:50 -0400</pubDate><category>Woody Allen</category><category>Quote</category><category>Midnight in Paris</category><category>Ernest Hemingway</category><category>Film</category><category>Death</category><category>Life</category><category>Truth</category><category>Love</category><category>Universe</category></item><item><title>"People nowadays think that scientists exist to instruct them, poets, musicians, etc. to give them..."</title><description>“People nowadays think that scientists exist to instruct them, poets, musicians, etc. to give them pleasure. The idea that these have something to teach them - that does not occur to them”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wittgenstein, Culture and Value&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/32722289658</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/32722289658</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2012 01:01:44 -0400</pubDate><category>culture</category><category>wittgenstein</category><category>music</category><category>poets</category><category>art</category><category>teaching</category><category>lessons</category><category>life</category><category>quote</category><category>philosophy</category></item><item><title>"I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my..."</title><description>“I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Charlotte Bronte, &lt;em&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25272202383</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25272202383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 00:25:43 -0400</pubDate><category>Quote</category><category>Lit</category><category>Charlotte Bronte</category><category>Jane Eyre</category><category>Love</category><category>Passion</category><category>True Love</category></item><item><title>"We live as we dream - alone…"</title><description>“We live as we dream - alone…”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25272055050</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25272055050</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 00:23:14 -0400</pubDate><category>Quote</category><category>Lit</category><category>Joseph Conrad</category><category>Heart of Darkness</category><category>Apocalypse Now</category><category>Dream</category><category>Alone</category><category>Life</category></item><item><title>"If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course..."</title><description>“If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ernest Hemingway, &lt;em&gt;A Farewell to Arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25271850071</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25271850071</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 00:19:47 -0400</pubDate><category>Quote</category><category>Lit</category><category>Ernest Hemingway</category><category>Strength</category><category>Will power</category><category>kill</category><category>life</category><category>a farewell to arms</category></item><item><title>"Indeed - why should I not admit it? - in that moment, my heart was breaking."</title><description>“Indeed - why should I not admit it? - in that moment, my heart was breaking.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Kazuo Ishiguro, &lt;em&gt;The Remains of the Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25271504313</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25271504313</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 00:14:04 -0400</pubDate><category>Lit</category><category>Quote</category><category>kazuo ishiguro</category><category>the remains of the day</category><category>love</category><category>loss</category><category>heartbreak</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo8_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3rrlwV1KN1r6doszo9_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25260838681</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/25260838681</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 21:16:38 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise."</title><description>“Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Victor Hugo, &lt;em&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24872274870</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24872274870</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 02:50:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>Les Mis</category><category>Les Miserables</category><category>Hope</category><category>Quote</category><category>Lit</category></item><item><title>"I would prefer not to."</title><description>“I would prefer not to.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Herman Melville, Bartleby The Scrivener: A Story of Wall Street&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24872030493</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24872030493</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 02:42:34 -0400</pubDate><category>Lit</category><category>Quote</category><category>Bartleby</category><category>Herman Melville</category><category>Corruption</category><category>Choice</category><category>Individual</category></item><item><title>"Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love, or..."</title><description>“Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love, or somewhere you’re afraid to go. It’s gonna hurt. It’s gonna hurt because it matters.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;John Green and David Levithan, &lt;em&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24871530964</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24871530964</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 02:28:12 -0400</pubDate><category>quote</category><category>lit</category><category>john green</category><category>love</category><category>life</category><category>fear</category><category>will grayson</category><category>david levithan</category></item><item><title>"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try..."</title><description>“The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24871174912</link><guid>http://fleetingmomentsintime.tumblr.com/post/24871174912</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 02:18:39 -0400</pubDate><category>quote</category><category>lit</category><category>Friedrich Nietzsche</category><category>Nietzsche</category><category>individual</category><category>fitting in</category><category>confidence</category></item></channel></rss>
