Mimi Life Quotes

Throughout this journey of life we meet many people along the way. Each one has a purpose in our life. No one we meet is ever a coincidence.

Be careful who you choose as your friends because their bad habits can become your bad habits. Choose wisely...we all have a choice in life.

Why should I? What do you promise me? Nothing. And everything. A life of danger and adventure. A chance to be yourself. Leave him. Come with me.

When you establish peace, when you etablish love, when you establish kindness here [inside], you cannot act any other way to the outside world.

Almost halfway down the aisle, she saw someone she wasn't expecting, and she almost stumbled on her satin heels. Kingsley Martin stood at the end of a pew, his arms crossed. He was wearing a tuxedo as well. Just like any other guest. What was he doing here? He was supposed to be in Paris! He was supposed to be gone! He looked directly at Mimi. She heard his voice loud and clear in her head. Leave him. Why should I? What do you promise me? Nothing. And everything. A life of danger and adventure. A chance to be yourself. Leave him. Come with me.

Laughter with those that understand us is music for the soul. A hug at the right moment and a kind shoulder to lean on, Is the sprinkle of magic that keeps us walking towards hope.

When our heart is open Everything we do becomes love

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt. In other words, a wish is a good place to start but then you have to get off your butt and make it happen. You have to pick up a quill and write your own damn story. (Mimi Wallingford)

Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline!

Sometimes we can only find our true direction when we let the wind of change carry us

Perhaps numbness does not signify a “lack” of feeling, just as deserts do not lack for life

There were certain elements of the human world that where out of their control: war, inflation, American Idol…all things which could cause major irritation to a vampire’s daily life.

Love makes us invincible. Always be in Love. Life is not always about winning, It's about never surrendering.

So. You in?” Niccolo looked from side to side. “In? In what?” “Yes. In. Are you onboard? Ready to throw down. Roll the dice. Ride that crazy cow called life and make her your bitch?” Niccolo frowned. Her colloquialisms were simply offensive. And this coming from a ruthless vampire. “You are asking if I am committed. Sì?” “Siii.” She rolled her eyes.

Taking the journey towards ourselves is the hardest journey we have to make in this life and yet the most courageous

Surround yourself with all those that are the same frequency as you.

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming, ‘WOO HOO, what a ride!’” Mimi’s

We think that those we spend the most time with know us. Yet some only notice our presence when we leave. Look for the ones that wait for your footsteps in the silence. These are the ones longing to hear the echoes of your heartbeat strum their soul.

How wonderful it is those people that we meet by chance and invite us to live again. The memory of them will keep hope alive forever.

Mimi didn't care about secrecy. She led a proclaimed life, and once she got talking she held back nothing.

This day, this hour, this minute, will not come around again in our entire life. Let us speak with love to everyone we meet and remind each other how beautiful we really are.

I am grateful for the ways that I have protected myself in the past, for that tells me that I want to live. It tells me that, even if I do not know it, I cherish my miraculous life.

There comes a time in everyone's life, When we can't see the passage of answers. In every journey there is darkness and there is light, There is fear and there is hope. As we travel through the chapters of time, We often forget that we are the light which illuminates our whole being, Serenity arrives when we are able to recognise and accept ourselves in an ever changing world, Where we welcome and cherish our rarity, This is one of the rarest and most treasured gifts we will find in this lifetime.

Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she’d stayed at the hotel with her friends, none of this would’ve happened. Now her life was basically over; she’d end up dinner or a prisoner of some deranged nudist vampire.

because life is short and it's better when you speak your heart.

We all need to be far more gentler with each other. And realise that some people's heart's injure with far more ease than others and dance to a quieter music.

Someone may touch our heart even just for a second. But it may leave our soul stirred for a lifetime.

For the first time in his life, Charles was being pursued by a lady. And such a lady!

You must always do what you feel is right As you will have to live with your decisions for the rest of your life

The egalitarian mania of demagogues is even more dangerous than the brutality of men in gallooned coats. For the anarch, this remains theoretical, because he avoids both sides. Anyone who has been oppressed can get back on his feet if the oppression has not cost him his life. A man who has been equalized is physically and morally ruined. Anyone who is different is not equal; that is one of the reasons why the Jews are so often targeted. Equalization goes downward, like shaving, hedge trimming, or the pecking order of poultry. At times, the world spirit seems to change into monstrous Procrustes – a man has read Rousseau and starts practicing equality by chopping off heads or, as Mimie le Bon called it, 'making the apricots roll.' The guillotinings in Cambrai were an entertainment before dinner. Pygmies shortened the legs of tall Africans in order to cut them down to size; white Negroes flatten the literary languages.

Never underestimate the infinite love within you It has the power to transform lives

Sometimes the only way to find the answers, is not to travel far away, but to venture deeper within ourselves.

Life is too short Be with someone who takes your breath away

You act like you're okay, Like everything is just fine. But you can't hide a frown, And smile at the same time.

I’m going to give you some advice: don’t be such a whiny asshole. It makes you look weak.

Everyday fall in love with being alive

Some people we will love a lifetime. Yet destiny’s pen has erased our names from each other’s life, but what has been etched in the heart lasts forever.

Life is about dancing in the rain while the sun sings its music and the rainbows deliver hope

Give it all you’ve got, Alice. Waldo kept Mimi Wilf warm and made her feel safe at the end of her life. Maybe all of them are simply a chorus of souls, light touching light.

It doesn't matter how long the dance lasts As long as the encounter ignites the passion of life in us once again, And the trail of its beauty remains etched upon our heart forever.

Every one has their own journey and although some people's way makes no sense to you, it simply doesn't matter. In these situations, the most loving thing you can do is allow them to follow their chosen paths. Give yourself permission to let go, move on and do what’s best for you. Give freedom to yourself and others.

Okay. Parachuting on its own? Maybe not so terrifying. Parachuting into a Mexican jungle at night while strapped to an angry Uchben man named Brutus? An unimaginable nightmare that would haunt my every waking moment for the rest of my life.

Others words can only affect us if we give them worth with our reaction. By remembering that it's usually the ones who are hurting, that hurt others. We are all searching in the darkness, Holding out our hand ready to hold each other again...When we learn to forgive.

a teenage Mimi lifted from her own nine-year-old shoulders to gaze at the arhats from high up and years away. Out of the gazing teen rose another, even older woman. Time was not a line unrolling in front of her. It was a column of concentric circles with herself at the core and the present floating outward along the outermost rim. Future selves stacked up above and behind her, all returning to this room for another look at the handful of men who had solved life. “Look the color,” Winston said, and all her later selves collapsed around Mimi.

The source of all my dysfunction. That picture-perfect life and picture-perfect person I’d dreamt of being didn’t exist, nor would she ever. Yet I chastised myself for every flaw, every mistake. I called myself a loser. Queen Loser. The older I got, and the more I grew to know myself, the more I realized how imperfect I was. And the more imperfect I was, and the farther I got from my goal of “living” that perfect life, the more I hated myself.

The stormy course of my life during the last twelve years has proved to me that many good fortunes lie concealed in apparent disasters. Certainly in wrestling with adversity one learns to attain added courage and strength, and one learns to find beauty wherever it may be found regardless of the background.

Jane Austen knew about money and power, too, Mimi reminded herself, in the specialness of her surroundings that night. Austin saw what lack of money meant for the women in her life, and this consuming fear was what was telegraphed most loudly in all her books, hidden behind the much more palatable workings of the marriage plot. Austin knew that no amount of charity or largesse from their male relatives could ever grant women real independence. Yet, through her genius - - a genius no amount of money or power could buy because it was all inside her head, completely her own - - she had accrued some small degree of autonomy by the end. Enough to work, live, and die on her own terms. It really was a most remarkable achievement, the legacy of those six books, revised and spurred on and cast soley by her own two hands, with no man with inevitably more power or money getting in the way.

It is not how long we spend with someone that matters. It's the effect of that encounter that makes the difference.

There is a far greater purpose for us and the world, more than we can see or some would like us to see. We must carry on and trust infinitely the power of the soul.

Every day something inside us dies because we do not have the courage to follow our dreams

Some words echo within ones heart the memory of our promise to truly live the life we have been granted by the Divine.

It is when we are on our knees that we set ourselves free, it is in this very moment that we release our wings and give flight to our soul.

When life gives you lemons, give them back and ask for grapes. You can make wine with grapes.” —MIMI

Now if you’ll excuse me, real life is calling and there’s no room for self-righteous, delusional little girls. Big boys only.

A life where you didn't follow your heart wasn't a life. And sometimes you just had to make the leap and trust in something that didn't make sense.

To see the beautiful and mystical in the other worlds, one first must see the beauty of one's soul

Happiness cannot be owned. It is in living in the spiritual experience of living every breath, that lets us taste a moment of it.

With the right kind of people life is wonderful

I don’t know, maybe it has something to do with you telling me I found the love of my life and now I have to die to save him. Could

Solitude is our greatest teacher

Everything comes to you in the right moment

There are some moments in life That change us forever

Just close your eyes and come and meet me in that place where we can share the music of our silence

I said, he ground out, you deserve more than a life in the background.

There was a book to cure ever ill and solve every problem that was what Mimi had always thought. It was like a tiny sanctuary providing a balm for all of life’s challenges.

Numbness prompted me to tend to the life in my desert and prepare myself for feeling. The rain was quickly approaching.

How we respect ourselves Is how we show compassion to every living being

Love makes us invincible Always be in love Life is not always about winning It is about never surrendering.

Remember to do everything with an abundance of love, So that one day you will remember the beauty of every moment lived.

Some of the most beautiful encounters, Are the unexpected ones.

Nuhu anasemekana kuwa mtu aliyedharaulika sana huko Babeli. Maisha yake yalijaa utata. Lakini ukweli ni kwamba, bila Nuhu mimi na wewe tusingekuwapo. Unayemdharau sana mwogope sana.

Some people arrive only when we reach a crossroads within ourselves, when decisions have to be made, when change is inevitable, but we lack the courage to embrace it. They touch a part of us so deeply that it changes the entire direction of our life, and that exhilarating feeling of love we feel with them, is enough to guide us and give us the strength to take the right road, even if it’s on our own.

She had never had any kind of power in her life but she had power over Maxwell. It was confusing. There had been excitement when Digger took her, ravaged her, and now she felt the same excitement making Maxwell jump

Adam Kuambiana umerudi nyumbani ulikotoka, ukiongozwa na imani na mwanga wa wale uliowapenda na kuwapoteza. Hatuwezi kukumbuka kwamba umetutoka bila kukumbuka kwamba uliishi, na kwamba maisha yako yalitupa kumbukumbu nzuri tusizoweza kuzisahau haraka. Jumanne, siku ya kuuaga mwili uliokuwa ukitumiwa na wewe, wengine watasema Kwa heri lakini mimi nitasema Asante! Asante kwa sababu ya kipaji chako. Asante kwa sababu ya kujitahidi kwa kadiri ya uwezo wako wote, kutoa sauti kwa wale wote waliokuwa hawawezi kusikika. Asante kwa sababu ya kuacha dunia katika hali nzuri kuliko ulivyoikuta wakati ukiingia, na Asante kwa sababu ya maisha yako. Tukiendelea kuomboleza kifo cha Adam Kuambiana hapa duniani, wengine wanasherehekea kukutana naye huko mbinguni. Mchungaji wa uhai wa wote Mungu wa mbinguni ailaze roho yake mahali pema peponi: Yeye ni mwandishi wa hadithi ya maisha yetu na ndiye aliyeandika ukurasa wa mwisho wa hadithi ya Adam.

She’d been made small for so long, the words hadn’t existed to articulate the wild yearnings within her... She knew now what she wanted-- what she’d always wanted... The freedom to want, to choose, to be. To live a colorful, conspicuous, unconventional life.

And the Hand that guides us towards our soul’s purpose is the fountain of courage that already resides within us, ever whispering it’s messages of encouragement, calling us towards those destinations amongst the trail of stars that will illuminate our way back home

From an early age, Mimi had a way of glossing over the more painful disappointments in her life: the loss of her father; the forced exile from Houston; the husband who remained so distant from her. Even if she didn’t admit it, these losses hurt, and took their toll. Having so many children, however, offered Mimi a brand-new narrative—or at least distracted her, changed the subject, shored up the losses, helped her dwell less on what was missing. For a woman who so often felt abandoned, here was a way to create all the company she would ever need.

What is it to discover you have wings? What is it to be afraid of your wings? What is it to discover at the end of your life that you had wings and never flew? What is it to find out that you were hidden from yourself? What is it to be forgotten? Each day we are forgotten by ourselves through ourselves, For we do not believe, in who we are.

Creator almighty, she felt drawn to that male, but she didn’t want one night. She didn’t want just sex, even though the newborn possibility of this intrigued her. No. She wanted more. She wanted to be hit over the head in love. She wanted to evolve. She wanted to grow up and then grow old with someone. She wanted to know she was the center of someone’s universe. She wanted… a real life.

I’m here to do my best and I’m here to be playful and happy and mainly just to do my best and to follow my heart and to be kind to others. But mainly to be kind to myself because I think the most important thing we can do is to establish a better relationship here inside. When you establish peace, when you establish love, when you establish kindness here [inside], you cannot act any other way to the outside world. And I think that is the purpose anyways for me. And to share that with the world.

... the fundamental quest both before and after his new life began had always been a spiritual one, the dream of an enduring connection, a reciprocal love between compatible souls, souls endowed with bodies, of course, mercifully endowed with bodies, but the soul came first, would always come first, and in spite of his flirtations with Carol, Jane, Nancy, Susan, Mimi, Linda, and Connie, he soon learned that none of those girls possessed the soul he was looking for, and one by one he had lost interest in them and allowed them to disappear from his heart.

Nilijifunza toka awali umuhimu wa kushindwa katika maisha ijapokuwa nilijitahidi sana, na nilipoendelea kushindwa niliweka nadhiri ya kufanya kitu kimoja kilicholeta maana zaidi katika maisha yangu nacho ni uandishi wa vitabu. Uandishi wa vitabu ndicho kitu pekee nilichokiweza zaidi kuliko vingine vyote na kuanzia hapo Mungu aliniweka huru. Nilijua mimi ni nani. Nilijua kwa nini nilizaliwa. Nilijifunza falsafa ya kuacha dunia katika hali nzuri kuliko nilivyoikuta – kwa sababu hata mimi nilikuwepo – na falsafa ya kushindwa si hiari. Maarifa hayo yakafanya niwe na heshima na upendo kwa watu wote.

Despite what Kristy wrote in the notebook, I know she felt a little funny holding a club meeting on Friday, the day before Mimi’s funeral, but I really wanted to. Janine and I weren’t going back to school until Monday because there was too much to do at home and with everything all out of order like that, I at least wanted to hold regular club meetings, and Mom and Dad had given their permission. I didn’t like special attention. I wanted my life to go on as usual, or, as Kristy said, as if nothing had happened. That was pretty difficult when I wasn’t going to school, so if we’d stopped our club meetings, I don’t know what I’d have done.

One day, around the time Tibby was twelve, she realized she could judge her happiness by her guinea pig, Mimi. When she was feeling busy, full of plans and purpose, she raced out of her room, past Mimi’s glass box, feeling faintly sad that Mimi just had to lie there lumpen in her wood shavings while Tibby’s life was so big. She could tell she was miserable when she stared at Mimi with envy, wishing it was her who got to drink fat water droplets from a dispenser positioned at exactly the height of her mouth. Wishing it was her who could snuggle into the warm shavings and decide only whether to spin a few rotations on her exercise wheel or just take another nap. No decisions, no disappointments.

Sometimes I forgot that Mimi was dead. Like, one morning, I woke up to the smell of coffee and thought, Mimi’s already in the kitchen. And one afternoon I was in a card store and suddenly thought, almost in a panic, Mimi’s birthday is only a week away and I don’t have a card or a present for her. Each time, the awful truth would then blaze its way back into my brain. Other times, I wouldn’t be thinking about Mimi at all, and her memory would come crashing back to me. Those times were the most inconvenient, because I wanted to forget, not remember. Once, I was listening to the radio, and a song was playing and there was a line in it about a gentle person or a gentle life or something like that, and it brought Mimi to mind right away.

Mimi talked about Mother, how at fifty, women wonder what they have done with their lives. What do they believe? What is of value? What should they do with the new freedom that is theirs now that their children are, for the most part, grown? “It’s a wonderful time in a woman’s life to really explore the possibilities. Your mother has changed a great deal over the years.” Mimi said. “And I think her cancer had a lot to do with it. During the early 1970s when many women were rethinking their roles within the home and confronting their own independence, I saw Diane focusing on her health, living, surviving, so she could raise you children. Along the way, she became much more philosophical. I admire how she protects her energy and understands her limitations.

Why are there no queens in the deck?” I asked rather suddenly. “It seems odd.” Suzanne Brantôme, on my left, and Mimi La Salle, on my right, smiled knowingly, and I felt foolish. But Marguerite did not smile. “You have by now read The Book of the City of Ladies, have you not, Anna?” “I have.” “Then you should tell us why the deck has no queens.” “Because…,” I began, but I hesitated, for my mind was racing far ahead of my voice. I wished so very much to please the duchess with my answer. “There has been so little recognition of the contributions of women in every walk of life?” I finally offered, with a woeful lack of confidence in my answer. But Marguerite bade me go on with a subtle nod. “Men have looked down upon our sex,” I said. “They have withheld education and caused us great suffering. They do not see women as fit rulers and…” I stopped and thought about my summary of Christine de Pizan’s work. When I began again, it was slowly, as if the words were falling together into an idea as they were spoken. “So why would men place queens in a deck of cards? It might signify their importance in the world.” Marguerite looked at me with affection and approval. “I have thought the same thoughts many times, as have my ladies at these tables. We all know very well there are no kingdoms without queens.” We sat silent for a moment as we pondered the wisdom of that idea. “Mayhap someday soon there will be queens in the playing cards,” I said hopefully. “If it is left to the men to decide, we shall first see the Second Coming of Christ!” Lady Brantôme declared. Everyone laughed at that. Mimi,

Wewe kuingilia mambo ya John ni sawa na kusema, ‘Mungu umeshindwa hebu ngoja na mimi nijaribu; ngoja niingilie kati kukusaidia juu ya maisha ya John Doe.’ Hiyo ni dhambi. Tena ni dhambi kubwa. Unajifananisha na Mungu; kwamba Mungu wa John Doe ameshindwa kwa hiyo mungu wewe ndiye utakayemtatulia matatizo yake. Amri kuu ya kwanza ya Mungu inasema, ‘Usiwe na miungu mingine ila mimi.’ Kuingilia mambo ya John tayari umevunja amri ya kwanza ya Mungu kwa kujifanya Mungu. Mungu ana mpango na maisha ya John, na anatumia matatizo yake kumfikisha kwenye takdiri aliyompangia. Hivyo, wewe si Mungu, acha Mungu afanye kazi yake. Mungu akikuruhusu kuingilia kati, yaani John akiamua kwa hiari yake mwenyewe kukuomba msaada wa mawazo au ushauri, maana yake ni kwamba Mungu amekuchagua wewe kuwa sehemu ya mafanikio ya John Doe.

She leans back again against the pine’s trunk. Some slight change in the atmosphere, the humidity, and her mind becomes a greener thing. At midnight, on this hillside, perched in the dark above this city with her pine standing in for a Bo, Mimi gets enlightened. The fear of suffering that is her birthright—the frantic need to steer—blows away on the wind, and something else wings down to replace it. Messages hum from out of the bark she leans against. Chemical semaphores home in over the air. Currents rise from the soil-gripping roots, relayed over great distances through fungal synapses linked up in a network the size of the planet. The signals say: A good answer is worth reinventing from scratch, again and again. They say: The air is a mix we must keep making. They say: There’s as much belowground as above. They tell her: Do not hope or despair or predict or be caught surprised. Never capitulate, but divide, multiply, transform, conjoin, do, and endure as you have all the long day of life. There are seeds that need fire. Seeds that need freezing. Seeds that need to be swallowed, etched in digestive acid, expelled as waste. Seeds that must be smashed open before they’ll germinate. A thing can travel everywhere, just by holding still. The next day dawns. The sun rises so slowly that even the birds forget there was ever anything else but dawn. People drift back through the park on their way to jobs, appointments, and other urgencies. Making a living. Some pass within a few feet of the altered woman. Mimi comes to, and speaks her very first Buddha’s words. “I’m hungry.” The answer comes from right above her head. Be hungry. “I’m thirsty.” Be thirsty. “I hurt.” Be still and feel.

She frowned, thinking of going down there and explaining herself all over again, reliving the horror of finding Mimi’s body and trying not to think of how she’d looked when they’d dragged her up and out of the ravine. No sooner had she thought it than she heard Mimi’s voice, chastising her over a year ago. “You hide from life, Catherine. Even when you’re in the middle of it, standing toe to toe with all the bad guys you bring in, you manage to keep an emotional distance. I understand why you do it, but ultimately, you’re the one who will suffer. You’re the one who’s going to grow old alone.” Cat blinked back tears, remembering what she’d told her. I won’t be alone, Mimi. I’ll always have you. Obviously she had been wrong.

On the preserved tablet of destiny we were each presented with the book of our life before we placed our footsteps on earth, sometimes in the dimly lit nights of this world, we can read what we promised our soul

We are only ever one step and one breath away from changing our life.Keep what you love. Let go of everything else.

We never really know what we give to someone else. Sometimes a few simple words may change someone's life in a single moment.

Right now in this moment we are either opening or closing the door to a new opportunity. The decision is always ours.

It is in between our two breaths that we think of as nothing, rests our life, as if suspended for the glimmer of a moment, Here abides the secret beyond all secrets.

As the hands of time sweep past the minutes of our life, As I begin to walk the path towards you, I hear the echo of a song. If your heartbeats whisper my name, Leave the door to your heart ajar.

We attract all the right things and right people into our life When we accept and give permission to ourselves to be completely who we are, wherever we are.

Family is there for each other Leahara, as best as they can be. Sometimes it’s the little things. Sometimes they are distanced because they have to be. Sometimes they do things that we don’t understand. And sometimes the best families are the ones that we make in life, not the ones we are born with.

We must give freedom to our soul to fly every single day of our life, Or there will come a day when we will completely forget that we have wings.

Kufika hapa nilipofika leo nilijitolea vitu vingi na mambo mengi katika maisha yangu. Niliishi katika uhamisho wa kijamii kwa ajili ya mafanikio. Nilijitolea muda. Nilijitolea usingizi. Nilijitolea starehe. Wakati wengine wakienda baa mimi nilikuwa kazini. Wakati wengine wamelala, mimi nilikuwa macho nikifanya kazi. Wakati wengine wakiangalia vipindi pendwa vya televisheni, mimi nilikuwa nikiangalia vipindi visivyopendeka vya televisheni. Wakati wengine wana muda wa kuchezea, mimi nilikuwa nikiyaendesha maisha yangu kwa ratiba maalumu.