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"Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind."
-Rudyard Kipling

A little box of all the poems, quotes or pictures that inspire me. You may post your own, as well. But, please, no irrelevant comments. Thanks! 

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riverhills July 13 2010, 18:16:14 UTC
It’s when I’m standing six feet away from you and not being able to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I want to just scream to the whole room that I’m still in love with you. It’s when I’m sitting alone with the phone in my hand dialing your number and hanging up that I would trade a thousand tomorrows for just one yesterday. Then I could just call you to tell you goodnight. It’s when I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to that I realize you’re the only one who really knew me at all. It’s when I cry myself to sleep at night and it hits me how much I would give to hold you at that very moment. It’s when I think about you that I realize no one else in the world is meant for me.
- James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

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riverhills July 14 2010, 02:03:29 UTC
"I will not be just a tourist in the world of images, just watching images passing by which I cannot live in, make love to, possess as permanent sources of joy and ecstasy." - Anais Nin

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riverhills July 14 2010, 02:22:23 UTC
I love you. I love you
but I'm turning to my verses
and my heart is closing
like a fist.
-Frank O'Hara

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riverhills July 14 2010, 02:23:19 UTC
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves. I wish for all this to be marked on my body when I am dead. I believe in such cartography - to be marked by nature, not just to label ourselves on a map like the names of rich men and women on buildings.

We are communal histories, communal books. We are not owned or monogamous in our taste or experience. All I desired was to walk upon such an earth that had no maps.- Ondaatje

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riverhills July 14 2010, 02:38:16 UTC
I must learn to love the fool in me, the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.

→ theodore isaac rubin

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