I finished reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn last night. I got the book on my thirteenth birthday and I can't believe it took me this long to open it up and start reading! I'm sad it's done and am debating flipping to the front and reading it all over again.
I had a dream last night that I was a painter (I love that I'm starting to remember my dreams again!). If I close my eyes I can still see some of my paintings. I did wonderful abstract work -- dramatic and fierce. I wonder if I could recreate one of the paintings from my dream. I'm almost inspired enough to give it a try!
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Favorite Quotes
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” - Jack Kerouac
“We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls." - Mother Teresa
“We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls." - Mother Teresa
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