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.

When our heart is open Everything we do becomes love

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.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

Everyday fall in love with being alive

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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

With the right kind of people life is wonderful

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

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

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

Solitude is our greatest teacher

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

All he knew was that Bea was in his arms, and that nothing in his life had ever felt more right.

Every day magic and beauty awaits us When we look with the eyes of Love

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.

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.

However large earth's garden, mine's enough. One rose and the shade of a vine's enough. I don't want more wealth, I don't need more dross. The grape has its bloom and it shines enough. Why ask for the moon? The moon's in your cup, a beggar, a tramp, for whom wine's enough. Look at the stream as it winds out of sight. One glance, one glimpse of a chine's enough. Like the sun in bazaars, streaming in shafts, any slant on the grand design's enough. When you're here, my love, what more could I want? Just mentioning love in a line's enough. Heaven can wait. To have found, heaven knows, a bed and a roof so divine's enough. I've no grounds for complaint. As Hafez says, isn't a ghazal that he signs enough?

Priests were born into the Brahmin caste, and I had met enough Brahmins in my life to know that not all of them were priests, or even had a shred of spirituality in them. Usually they were arrogant and corrupt, frankly quite despicable people to know.

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.

There is a new dawn in every new breath that is bestowed upon us. We have a choice how to Live, how to Love. Do not look back to the past with sorrow, You are never going to walk there again. Your footsteps belong to the here and now. Look to this very moment and make it beautiful!

Let us not forget to be kind to ourselves. Always to remember to be forever grateful to our ever gentle, fragile, yet ever powerful heart. That despite everything, stays with us, While we climb the biggest mountains within. It still sings, it still whispers: Keep going, you are needed here.

Ahmad passed no judgment. He’d lived among working women for the better part of his life in London. Some were good and some bad, just as in every line of business. As for the morality of it, he had no fixed opinion. One did what one must to survive. Life was difficult enough without having to feel ashamed about it.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Ned didn’t answer right away. When he did, he spoke with a greater than usual degree of care. “I’m not a man given to great expressions of emotion. It’s not how I was raised. It’s not how I’ve lived my life. But I do feel things deeply. I may not always show it, but I do.

You see, I hold my life slightly more valuable than I hold my reputation. An unpopular opinion for a lady in my position, I know.

Still, both Rent and Spring Awakening ultimately use gay characters to bolster heteronormativity. Angel serves as the emotional touchstone of Rent, endlessly generous and hopeful, caring and sensitive. All mourn his death, which compels the other characters to look at their lives and choices. That Angel’s death enables the other characters to learn about themselves replicates a typical (tired) trope in which an Other (usually a person of color or a person with a disability) aids in the self-actualization of the principal character. Also, Collins and Angel have the most loving and healthy relationship, which the musical needs to eliminate so as not to valorize the gay male couple above all else. In addition, Joanne and Maureen sing a lively number, “Take Me or Leave Me,” but the musical doesn’t take their relationship seriously. Maureen is presented as a fickle, emotionally abusive, yet irresistible lover (Joanne and Mark’s duet, “The Tango Maureen”) and a less-than-accomplished artist (her “The Cow Jumped over the Moon” is a parody of performance art).15 In contrast, Mimi and Roger’s relationship lasts through the end of the musical, since Mimi comes back to life. This choice, one of the few that differs from Puccini’s La Bohème (which provides the primary situational basis for Rent), shows how beholden twentieth-century musicals—even tragedies—are to the convention of a heterosexually happy ending.

Knock hard. Life is deaf.

Novels provide an inexpensive escape from the realities of life.

Real life was more complicated than that. And real love was more complex still. It wasn’t faint or feeble. It was rich and nuanced and strong. So relentlessly strong. It had to be. Human beings were fallible. They stumbled and fell. They made mistakes. Love didn’t crumble in the face of those errors. It held fast and true.

It is in the moments of silence, that we can be taken to our own world where our real essence longs to be part of

So, you’re Maxime,” Aunt Mimi said, once they were in the living room. “You hate Americans?” Aria rolled her eyes in despair and looked to her father for help. Aunt Mimi had heard of a notion called tact, but had never deemed it to be compatible with honesty, her main motivation in life. “I used to …?” Maxime answered uncertainly. “I’m a man hater,” Aunt Mimi declared staunchly. “Are you a man?” “Absolutely not,” Maxime answered with a hint of a smile in Aria’s direction. “That’s why I changed my mind about Americans. A full grown man never changes his mind. Mine is still capable of hearing reason.” Aria

The longings of the human heart are changeable and elusive. The good fortune we enjoy today may not be appreciated until it has been taken away and we have to fight and try to get it back (p.132)

So much happened so quickly, so much to remember forever, so much to haunt the corridors of memory. Life moves along strange paths. We are only to such a limited degree the pilot of our soul, the captain of our ship (p. 164)

I don't know myself sometimes and I really don't know what I want in life. Truth seems to elude me all the time. Sometimes I think I have found it but it doesn't seem to be there.

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.

When you follow your heart Every destination leads to somewhere beautiful

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

Some people wait a lifetime to be touched by love

Through faith we find peace And above all It is in loving that we find life

Your life is the proof that you have a purpose You are the treasure that you are searching for

I’m so proud of you,” Sophia said when I’d finished. Mimi nodded in agreement. “For what?” “Caroline, there was a time when if James told you to jump, you’d f**king jump. I guess we worried him showing back up in your life would take you back to being that girl again,” Sophia explained.

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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.

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.

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.

I hate that for a few hours I got a taste of a damned happy new life; then you snatched it all away. But

Yes, and they’ll pay. I promise. But you can’t throw away your life, suffering for those who are no longer with you. You have to move on, my sweet. Leave the revenge to me. It is what I am good at.

Later, Xander said, "It's not about you, you know. What Mimi hates is how her life has turned out. It isn't how she thought it would be back when she was your age and on the top of the world.

Her lack of enthusiasm for life was finally catching up to her.

Life was like a river, and the river flowed in one direction and one direction only. Sometimes it moved nice and easy through familiar territory; other times it became wild and turbulent and carried you to untamed lands. You either made the most of the ride or you didn’t.

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

to me, love isn’t knowing every detail about a person. That’s for cowards. It’s about knowing enough to make you want to spend the rest of your life pulling back the layers

I waited too long to put my foot down and be honest with my parents. It’s something I should have done years ago, but fear kept holding me back. It turns out, though, that facing that fear wasn’t nearly as painful as living with it for so damned long. It was always there, weighing me down, hurting me from the inside, and draining my energy. Facing my fear was a hundred times less painful than that. I mean, yes, I’m sad that things didn’t turn out differently. It feels like someone died and there’s this big hole in my heart, but I know, with time, I’ll be okay. I will heal. I will find my way through this because there is no other option. It’s my life. I refuse to waste it.

Back on the train, travelling along the coast towards Nice, Isabella realised that Mimi had been right, She had spent ten years feeling she was entitled to the rewards of her hard work, that the money and position were what she deserved. Her relationships - such as they were - with the Fascist authorities were a necessary evil. But she had been lulled into a sense of false security; she had stopped seeing the world through other people's eyes and as a result had failed to understand the extent of their suffering. For the first time in her life she felt guilty about her privileged position.

For the first time in his life, Charles was being pursued by a lady. And such a lady! It was unhinged. Unheard-of. Men were the ones who did the pursuing, not the reverse.

My dearest Clara, I have thought and thought of what I might say on the day of your departure, but as with most unpleasant things, that day has come far too soon. I find myself wholly unprepared to bid goodbye to you, and as lacking in eloquence with a pen and ink as I am when I speak. I'm constrained by the limits of language. No words are adequate to express the light you have brought into my life. I can only say this: The past weeks with you have been the brightest period of my memory. I shall treasure them always. If you remember me down the years, I hope it will be as a man who was honored to know you, and to be in your company. And who might have loved you all of your days if things had been different. Yours faithfully, Neville Cross

Hitler killed many millions. What of a despot whose death toll numbers in the hundreds of thousands? Miriam recited her litany, the one that linked the Great Man to deaths. Deportation of migrants, caging of children—for her, those outrages were the first among many. The news told of dead journalists, dead churchgoers and concertgoers, dead nurses, dead checkout clerks, deaths in prisons, deaths in classrooms, deaths on city streets, deaths from domestic abuse and botched abortions, deaths from health care denied, deaths from race hatred and homophobia, deaths from floods and fires and poisonings and pollution. The deaths of despair, the suicides and overdoses—how many of those could be laid at the Regime’s door? And that was just at home. The Great Man embraced foreign tyrants, wars erupted, and innocence perished. The Great Man squelched resistance here, and artists and writers died in distant jails. The seas rose and coastal dwellers drowned on distant shores. For the Regime, death was a matter of policy. Nina”s arbitocracy was, to Mimi, better understood as thanatocracy. The Regime was anti-life. The Regime was pro-death.

I knew what the poet Kim Rosen meant when she wrote, “When you welcome what you’ve been running from, your life is no longer shaped by trying to avoid it.” My secret was not buried. It wasn’t a secret at all. It was simply a fact from my past.

endless meetings. Ever since she'd assumed the title of Regent, Mimi felt as if her life was measured out in marathon conference calls and discussions that went nowhere.

I love walking and working - it's my favorite thing to do. I have meetings while walking or work on projects, come up with ideas, respond to messages etc [all while walking around the city]. My least favorite thing to do is sit and work in front of a computer, so I limit that to the minimum.

Daughters are meant to sacrifice themselves. We give up our own dreams for our families. We stay at home when we’re needed. We marry where we’re told. And we’re supposed to do it all without complaint, and without benefit of acknowledgment. Whereas a man—” “When a man gives up the smallest thing for his family, he’s hailed as a hero,” Stella said. “It’s unfair. A woman’s life is no less meaningful. And our sacrifices are no less valuable.” “No, indeed,” Anne said. “They’re more valuable, for we have more to lose.

He always ends his story with, "Mia, your path doesn't look like anyone else's. For our family, your trajectory is less traveled. Your time in the sun will come. And when it does... nobody can tell you shit, because you wanted it and you earned it!

For the silence that lingers in my soul, And the grace of God, that held me through it all.

I’m awesome at everything but my own life.

Does your sex toy really need a name?” “What would you suggest?” I got to my feet and dried my eyes. “How about a title? Like… The Assassin. Because he gets in and does the job.” She swatted my butt playfully. “Damn, girl. They should hire you to do their marketing.” “I’m awesome at everything but my own life.

manqué,

Stinking Bishop

AN ANCIENT ANISE BREAD Buccellato

Yusufu alikuwa hohehahe kabla na baada ya kuuzwa na nduguze kama mtumwa nchini Misri. Hakuwa na pesa, hakuwa na elimu, hakujuana na viongozi wa serikali. Lakini kwa vile alikuwa na Mungu, Mungu alimbariki mpaka watu wote wakashangaa. Yusufu alikuwa maskini ili mimi na wewe tuwe na tumaini leo, kwamba tukiwa na Mungu katika maisha yetu hatutatafuta utajiri. Utajiri ndiyo utakaotutafuta sisi.

Have you ever craved someone? It’s three in the morning and you can’t sleep because all you want is that person next to you. You never knew the value of a moment until your time with them became memories. These are memories that you play in your head every day because you would give anything and everything to have them lying right next to you. They don’t even need to speak or touch you; you just need their presence. This is because when you’re around them you feel so safe, so complete and so in love. You have been living for years before they came into your life, but once they’re in your life you have lived. It’s heart-breaking when you roll over in your bed and you expect them to be next to you. You wait for their hand to pull you closer but you don’t feel that because they’re not there. It crushes you inside because you know why they’re not next to you. You pushed them away and they’re never coming back. Because of this you finally understand that quote “All good things must come to an end.

started swimming with Mimi again. They were so busy

Life is about dancing in the rain while the sun sings its music and the rainbows deliver hope. It is in being totally and fully present with ourselves, That we can live a whole lifetime in a single moment.

Mimi loves her one beautiful life. She is the one person in my life that I can truly say is continually content. Has her life been perfect? Of course not. Did she experience disappointment? I'm sure she has, but I can say from firsthand experience that she is the most deeply settled person I've ever met.

The distance of two breaths is the only moment of life we have.

We washed her body, chanted, and stayed to witness the funeral director shrouding her and whisking her down the hall. I thought of the Zen teaching that talks about how all we need to do is allow ourselves and the world to change. Easy to say, I thought. And yet, here I was in the midst of my experience of fullness of the pain, grief, love, and joy of my grandma’s death. Everything did change. Everything I teach now I learned from my relationship with Mimi. Being deeply in relationship changes the world. I didn’t know then that my life would pivot to teaching others and to being with many, many Mimis.

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.

Nothing and no one is a waste of time, If it doesn’t give us what we are looking for, It teaches us what we need to learn.

Each new breath is an opportunity to try again Don't hide from life. Whatever happens we are far greater than any problem that we are facing. Look around you, You see the sky, the flowers, the beauty, the people, absolutely everything around you Is showing you that you are still alive, And that you are still needed here.

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

We are all beautiful fragments of magic Weaving through the hearts of those that meet us along the way

My grandparents, GD and Mimi, taught me perhaps my most important lesson about love: if it’s true, it will last a lifetime and if it’s strong enough, it can be passed from generation to generation.

The words looped in my head. Download it for free. Cheerful, triumphant. Download it for free! What a freaking bargain. “I’m sorry,” I said. “She found what?” "That website. Meems, what was the name again? Bongo or something?” Mimi looked up from her iPad. “What are you talking about?” “That website where you found Sarah’s book.” "Oh,” she said. “Bingo. Haven’t you heard of it? It’s like an online library. You can download almost anything for free. It’s amazing.” My hands were shaking. I set down Jen’s phone, and then I set down the wineglass next to it. Without a coaster. "You mean a pirate site,” I said. “Oh God, no! I would never. It’s an online library.” "That’s what they call it. But they’re just stealing. They’re fencing stolen goods. Easy to do with electronic copies.” "No. That’s not true.” Mimi’s voice rose a little. Sharpened a little. “Libraries lend out e-books.” “Real libraries do. They buy them from the publisher. Sites like Bingo just upload unauthorized copies to sell advertising or put cookies on your phone or whatever else. They’re pirates.” There was a small, shrill silence. I lifted my wineglass and took a long drink, even though my fingers were trembling so badly, I knew everyone could see the vibration. "Well,” said Mimi. “It’s not like it matters. I mean, the book’s been out for years and everything, it’s like public domain.” I put down the wineglass and picked up my tote bag. “So I don’t have time to lecture you about copyright law or anything. Basically, if publishers don’t get paid, authors don’t get paid. That’s kind of how it works.” "Oh, come on,” said Mimi. “You got paid for this book.” "Not as much as you think. Definitely not as much as your husband gets paid to short derivatives or whatever he does that buys all this stuff.” I waved my hand at the walls. “And you know, fine, maybe it’s not the big sellers who suffer. It’s the midlist authors, the great names you never hear of, where every sale counts … What am I saying? You don’t care. None of you actually cares. Sitting here in your palaces in the sky. You never had to earn a penny of your own. Why the hell should you care about royalties?” I climbed out of my silver chair and hoisted my tote bag over my shoulder. “It’s about a dollar a book, by the way. Paid out every six months. So I walked all the way over here, gave up an evening of my life, and even if every single one of you had actually bought a legitimate copy, I would have earned about a dozen bucks for my trouble. Twelve dollars and a glass of cheap wine. I’ll see myself out.

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.

Wounded souls feel the deepest feelings, Understand the greatest sorrows, And their life is a testimony to hope.

My love is present wherever life takes you, Whoever you are with and whatever you are doing. Just close your eyes and think of me and I will be there. Life has its plans that we mostly know nothing about, It takes away some people and brings to us others. Sometimes we can't be where we would like to be, where our heart is yearning to be, with the ones we love so, so much, We may call it destiny, fate, kismet. Whatever it is, we must try to accept that it's part of a greater plan, And someday when we least expect it, God will send us the answers.

Nothing worth having is easy,” she said. “Indeed, the strongest bonds in life are forged by fire.

Real life was more complicated than that. And real love was more complex still. It wasn't faint or feeble. It was rich and nuanced and strong. It had to be. Humann beings were fallible. They stumbled and fell. They made mistakes. Love didn't crumble in the face of those errors. It held fast and true. 'An ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken.

Life is too short to waste time with what ifs. I mean to be happy, that’s all. Without that, what else is there?

Where have you been hiding all my life, Allura?” Killing people for money I thought, but of course I couldn’t tell him that.

All that life in him, the sensitivity in his art and his ability to see things in all their light and shadow, stems from his own vulnerability... Indeed, there are times when he still struggles mightily with his condition.

My dearest Clara, I have thought and thought of what I might say on the day of your departure, but as with most unpleasant things, that day has come far too soon. I find myself wholly unprepared to bid goodbye to you, and as lacking in eloquence with a pen and ink as I am when I speak. I’m constrained by the limits of language. No words are adequate to express the light you have brought into my life. I can only say this: The past weeks with you have been the brightest period of my memory. I shall treasure them always. If you remember me down the years, I hope it will be as a man who was honored to know you, and to be in your company. And who might have loved you all of your days if things had been different. Yours faithfully, Neville Cross

The freedom to want, to choose, to be. To live a colorful, conspicuous, unconventional life… Together they had found friendship, acceptance, and the courage to follow their hearts.

Do what you love And life will kiss your footsteps

Enjoy the the small moments, The beautiful spaces in between the silence, the ones that take your breath away.

Every day, Jack endeavored to deserve it. To be worthy of her friendship, her trust, , her love. Given the glow in Bea's face and the lightness of her step as she moved through their new life together, he flattered himself that he was, in some small measure, succeeding.

Jack had never proposed to a girl in his life. And he didn’t intend to start now, with a little sparrow of a starchy governess. No matter how fine her eyes.

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.

It’s also letting this gorgeous, phenomenal, accomplished woman into my life, and letting her shake my foundations. Giving her the key to the overly complicated lock around my heart. This doesn’t have to be so difficult. It can be as simple as Mimi and me in this bed.