var sc_project=5828629; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="dc2fc96a"; Tumblr (3.0; @readmyyesterdays)http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/“The painful intensity of my sensations, even when they’re happy ones; the blissful intensity of my sensations, even when they’re sad.”<br/><br/> - <em>Fernando Pessoa</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210548007http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210548007Sun, 15 Jul 2012 03:04:00 +0800“After all, when a stone is dropped into a pond, the water continues quivering even after the stone has sunk to the bottom.”<br/><br/> - <em>Arthur Golden</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210531502http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210531502Sun, 15 Jul 2012 03:01:00 +0800“Margaret thought of all she knew for certain, that day would always follow night, that love was never wasted nor was it lost.”<br/><br/> - <em>Alice Hoffman</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210514638http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210514638Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:59:00 +0800“The recipe for perpetual ignorance is: Be satisfied with your opinions and content with your knowledge.”<br/><br/> - <em>Elbert Hubbard</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27216198790http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27216198790Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:57:00 +0800<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5j7fmJPOj1qgn6feo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210457839http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27210457839Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:56:00 +0800“Beauty is not caused. It is.”<br/><br/> - <em>Emily Dickinson</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209955091http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209955091Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:54:00 +0800“Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.”<br/><br/> - <em>William Faulkner</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209925033http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209925033Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:53:00 +0800“What has happened to us has happened to everyone or only us; if to everyone, then it’s no novelty, and if only to us, then it won’t be understood.”<br/><br/> - <em>Fernando Pessoa</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209875551http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209875551Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:52:00 +0800“Only I, only I<br/> And none of this can I say<br/> Because feeling is like the sky - <br/> Seen, nothing in it to see.”<br/><br/> - <em>Fernando Pessoa</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209814710http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209814710Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:50:00 +0800<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6e84jjO6L1qc6vgqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209096879http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209096879Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:38:00 +0800<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4oumwYCHr1qmtqugo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209087276http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/27209087276Sun, 15 Jul 2012 02:37:00 +0800“That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day.”<br/><br/> - <em>Charles Dickens</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26279962285http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26279962285Sun, 01 Jul 2012 23:15:00 +0800“Vulnerability is our most accurate measurement of courage.”<br/><br/> - <em>Brené Brown</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26084397468http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26084397468Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:39:07 +0800“The future is not some place we are going, but one we are creating. The paths are not to be found, but made. And the activity of making them changes both the maker and their destination.”<br/><br/> - <em>John Schaar</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26084026370http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26084026370Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:33:03 +0800“At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.”<br/><br/> - <em>Arthur Golden</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083889000http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083889000Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:30:50 +0800<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5w6j6M14M1r93c7do1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083740209http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083740209Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:28:19 +0800<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3lxoyN8ng1qeibjjo1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083445822http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083445822Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:23:31 +0800“The moths repeatedly hit against the windows, convinced they were headed in the right direction, heedless of the wire screens that stopped their flight. Hannah pitied them. Who but a fool would stay in one place and but her head against the same window time and again?”<br/><br/> - <em>Alice Hoffman</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083084237http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083084237Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:20:00 +0800“Life calls the tune, we dance.”<br/><br/> - <em>John Galsworthy</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083249827http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26083249827Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:17:00 +0800“When I wake up, my pillow’s cold and damp with tears. But tears for what? I have no idea.”<br/><br/> - <em>Haruki Murakami</em>http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26082853716http://readmyyesterdays.tumblr.com/post/26082853716Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:13:39 +0800