Elizabeth Smart Quotes
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All time is now, and time can do no better. Nothing can ever be more now than now, and before this nothing was.
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I have learned to smoke because I need something to hold onto.
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April 19 And now it is spring. Birds are singing. Wistful notes and jubilant. And bare streets and no need for coats, and skipping ropes and bicycles and a thin new moon.
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Always that tyrannical love reaches out. Soft words shrivel me like quicklime. She will not allow me to be cold, hungry. She will insist that I take her own coat, her own food.
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Work is the only only only remedy for life: for happiness, for interest, for stability, for security. Hard, willed work. Oh work!
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Knowing it can always get worse, I try to be grateful for whatever good I have.
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Yesterday from my office window I saw a crippled girl negotiating her way across the street, her shoulders squarely braced. At each jerky movement her hair flew back like an annunciatory angel, and I saw she was the only dancer on the street.
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How can I be kind? How can I find bird-relief in the nest-building of day-to-day? Necessity supplies no velvet wing with which to escape. I am indeed and mortally pierced with the seeds of love.
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If I had my wilderness, nature could be my lover. What can I do in the paved streets for my thirsty roots? I waste time. I encourage fools. I slip the vital hours into penny slot machines -- to pass time, to start my stuck wheels only love can oil.
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Go to the ant, thou sluggard, learn to live, and by her busy ways, reform thy own.
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Life is a journey for us all. We all face trials. We all have ups and downs. All of us are human. But we are also the masters of our fate. We are the ones who decide how we are going to react to life.
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But those with shattered souls find it very difficult to speak.
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It's because I'm only interested in the big things that I'm not interested in politics.
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The long days seduce all thought away, and we lie like the lizards in the sun, postponing our lives indefinitely.
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I like to think that we’re not defined by what happens to us…because so many times they’re beyond our control. I like to think that we’re defined by our choices and our decisions.
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Music is the unspoken language that can convey feelings more accurately than talking ever could.
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We can choose to allow our experiences to hold us back, and to not allow us to become great or achieve greatness in this life. Or we can allow our experiences to push us forward, to make us grateful for every day we have and to be all the more thankful for those who are around us.
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I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.
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There was a point that I stopped crying. It's not just because I didn't feel pain anymore, not because I didn't feel sorrow. It was just to keep going. I mean, it just was to survive, to live.
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You have to have short fingernails or they'd just break off, and you can't wear red polish - it looks like your fingers are bleeding.
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What is poetry? Do not enquire. The secret dies by prying. How does the heart beat? I fainted when I saw it on the screen, opening and closing like a flower ... Poetry is like this, it is life moving, terrible, vivid. Look the other way when you write, or you might faint.
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What you forget is that plants themselves want to live as much as you want them to. More.
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I am possessed by love and have no options.
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I must spin good ghosts out of my hope to oppose the hordes at my window. If those who look in see me condescend to barricade the door, they will know too much and crowd in to overcome me.