The Illusionist

The Illusionist "Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . . ” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Kelli V.'s quotes


"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has."— Margaret Mead

Goodreads Quotes

“Nobody gets everything in this life. You decide your priorities and you make your choices. I’d decided long ago that any cake I had would be eaten.” ― Donald E. Westlake, Two Much

“Nobody gets everything in this life. You decide your priorities and you make your choices. I’d decided long ago that any cake I had would be eaten.” 
― Donald E. WestlakeTwo Much

“What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul” 
― Victor Hugo

“What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul” 

― Victor Hugo

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“Go where your nose leads you” ― Patricia Griecci, Pampered Pooch Parties: Easy Dog Recipes And Crafts To Create A Howling Good Time

“Go where your nose leads you” 
― Patricia GriecciPampered Pooch Parties: Easy Dog Recipes And Crafts To Create A Howling Good Time

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“History is a hammock for swinging and a game for playing.” ― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

“History is a hammock for swinging and a game for playing.” 
― Jeanette WintersonOranges Are Not the Only Fruit

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"Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. No specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required but would prefer a warm spirited non racist. Cynics, critics, pessimists, and “stick in the muds” need not apply. Voluptuous figures a plus. Any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to Mary Poppins, Claire Huxtable, Snow White, or Elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. I am dubious of actresses, felons and lesbians but dont want to rule them out entirely. Must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, James Taylor, and sleeping late. I have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of autumn. I once misinterpreted being called a coal-eyed dandy as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. I wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. All I want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts."

“Don’t you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?” ― Sarah Addison Allen, Lost Lake

“Don’t you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?” 
― Sarah Addison AllenLost Lake

"You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.” ― Ray Bradbury

"You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.” 
― Ray Bradbury

“And still, after all this time, the Sun has never said to the Earth,"You owe me."Look what happens with love like that.It lights up the sky.” ― Hafez

“And still, after all this time, the Sun has never said to the Earth,
"You owe me."
Look what happens with love like that.
It lights up the sky.” 
― Hafez

“There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying.” 
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

“There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying.” 

― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

 

Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson


Anastasia Matvienko / 2014.Photography by Sasha Gouliaev.


Anastasia Matvienko / 2014.

Photography by Sasha Gouliaev.

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“Happiness is a warm puppy.” ― Charles M. Schulz

“Happiness is a warm puppy.” 
― Charles M. Schulz

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“You never really learn much from hearing yourself speak.” ― George Clooney

“You never really learn much from hearing yourself speak.” 
― George Clooney

“Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your tongue. (from “Instructions”)” ― Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

“Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your tongue. (from “Instructions”)” 
― Neil GaimanFragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

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“When You Are Old”WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.” ― W.B. Yeats

“When You Are Old”

WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, 
And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look 
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; 

How many loved your moments of glad grace, 
And loved your beauty with love false or true, 
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, 
And loved the sorrows of your changing face; 

And bending down beside the glowing bars, 
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled 
And paced upon the mountains overhead 
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.” 
― W.B. Yeats