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**Feel free to message. The lighthouse keeper is in often.</description><title>A Lighthouse of Quotes</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @alighthouseofwords)</generator><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us."</title><description>“Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51298935307</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51298935307</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 09:08:56 -0400</pubDate><category>Pablo Neruda</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>let us forget</category><category>with generosity</category><category>those who cannot love us</category><category>cannot love</category></item><item><title>"So much of what we live goes on inside–
The diaries of grief, the tongue-tied aches
Of..."</title><description>“So much of what we live goes on inside–&lt;br/&gt;
The diaries of grief, the tongue-tied aches&lt;br/&gt;
Of unacknowledged love are no less real&lt;br/&gt;
For having passed unsaid. What we conceal&lt;br/&gt;
Is always more than what we dare confide.&lt;br/&gt;
Think of the letters that we write our dead.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dana Gioia,&lt;/strong&gt; “Unsaid” (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://insipidexpectations.tumblr.com/"&gt;insipidexpectations&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51298897081</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51298897081</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 09:08:04 -0400</pubDate><category>conceal</category><category>goes on inside</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>dana gioia</category><category>unsaid</category><category>quotes by dana giola</category><category>letters</category></item><item><title>"What the really great artists do is they’re entirely themselves. They’re entirely themselves,..."</title><description>“What the really great artists do is they’re entirely themselves. They’re entirely themselves, they’ve got their own vision, they have their own way of fracturing reality, and if it’s authentic and true, you will feel it in your nerve endings.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;David Foster Wallace&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51284995887</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51284995887</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 02:15:48 -0400</pubDate><category>David Foster Wallace</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>quotes</category><category>quotes about artists</category><category>entirely themselves</category><category>own vision</category><category>way of fracturing reality</category><category>authentic and true</category><category>nerve endings</category></item><item><title>"I read my books until
I nearly broke their spines, and in the cotton field,
I repeated whole..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;I read my books until&lt;br/&gt;
I nearly broke their spines, and in the cotton field,&lt;br/&gt;
I repeated whole sections I’d learned by heart,&lt;br/&gt;
spelling each word in my head to make a picture&lt;br/&gt;
I could see, as well as a weight I could feel&lt;br/&gt;
in my mouth. So now, even as I write this&lt;br/&gt;
and think of you at home, Goodbye&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;is the waving map of your palm, is &lt;br/&gt;
a stone on my tongue.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Natasha Tretheway,&lt;em&gt; Letter Home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51284949636</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51284949636</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 02:14:40 -0400</pubDate><category>Natasha Tretheway</category><category>Letter Home</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>read my books until</category><category>nearly broke their spines</category><category>weight i could feel in my mouth</category><category>goodbye</category><category>waving map of your palm</category><category>stone on my tongue</category></item><item><title>"You are so vulnerably haunting; Your eeriness is terrifyingly irresistible."</title><description>“You are so vulnerably haunting; Your eeriness is terrifyingly irresistible.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Franz Kafka&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51284876986</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51284876986</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 02:12:56 -0400</pubDate><category>Franz Kafka</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>vulnerably haunting</category><category>eeriness is terrifyingly irresistible</category><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>"Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand..."</title><description>“Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through your fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lauren Oliver, &lt;em&gt;Before I Fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51283767875</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/51283767875</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 01:48:06 -0400</pubDate><category>Lauren Oliver</category><category>Before I Fall</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>maybe you can afford to wait</category></item><item><title>"It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors,..."</title><description>“It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn’t matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Zahir&lt;/em&gt;, Paulo Coelho&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50822878006</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50822878006</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 11:00:48 -0400</pubDate><category>The Zahir</category><category>Paulo Coelho</category><category>literature</category><category>book quotes</category><category>literary quotes</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>something has reached its end</category><category>closing circles</category><category>shutting doors</category><category>finishing chapters</category><category>moments in life that are over</category></item><item><title>"That is why it is so important to let certain things go. To release them. To cut loose. People need..."</title><description>“That is why it is so important to let certain things go. To release them. To cut loose. People need to understand that no one is playing with marked cards; sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Don’t expect to get anything back, don’t expect recognition for your efforts, don’t expect your genius to be discovered or your love to be understood. Complete the circle. Not out of pride, inability or arrogance, but simply because whatever it is no longer fits in your life. Close the door, change the record, clean the house, get rid of the dust. Stop being who you were and become who you are.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Zahir&lt;/em&gt;, Paulo Coleho&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50822740789</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50822740789</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:58:39 -0400</pubDate><category>The Zahir</category><category>Paulo Coleho</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>quotes</category><category>let certain things go</category><category>release them</category><category>stop being who you were</category><category>become who you are</category></item><item><title>"‘What do you know about poverty?’ The tall, aggressive man, who now has even more vodka..."</title><description>“‘What do you know about poverty?’ The tall, aggressive man, who now has even more vodka in his veins, looks straight at me. ‘Do you really think that poverty has to do with having no money? Do you think we’re miserable wretches just because we go around begging money from rich writers and guilt-ridden couples, from tourists who think how terribly squalid Paris has become or from idealistic young people who think they can save the world? You’re the one who’s poor—you have no control over your time, you can’t do what you want, you’re forced to follow rules you didn’t invent and which you don’t understand…’”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;The Zahir, Paulo Coleho (pg. 217)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50822643521</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50822643521</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:57:00 -0400</pubDate><category>The Zahir</category><category>Paulo Coleho</category><category>pg 217</category><category>literature</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>quotes by paulo coelho</category><category>the zahir quotes</category></item><item><title>Tigers Jaw</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/800fc1cd80a7676f46bd0e6d4618fe33/tumblr_ml998gEI791qhagqno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tigers Jaw&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50569510935</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50569510935</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 06:53:09 -0400</pubDate><category>tigers jaw</category><category>quotes</category><category>alighthouseofwords</category></item><item><title>"We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open..."</title><description>“We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ernest Hemingway. (via &lt;a href="http://theliterarydreamer.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;theliterarydreamer&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50553806350</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50553806350</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 23:47:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"In a child’s eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with..."</title><description>“In a child’s eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;N.K. Jemisin, A Hundred Thousand Kingdoms&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50230960207</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50230960207</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 01:59:51 -0400</pubDate><category>N.K. Jemisin</category><category>A Hundred Thousand Kingdoms</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>child's eyes</category><category>mother is a goddess</category></item><item><title>"Rejoicing in ordinary things is not sentimental or trite. It actually takes guts. Each time we drop..."</title><description>“Rejoicing in ordinary things is not sentimental or trite. It actually takes guts. Each time we drop our complaints and allow everyday good fortune to inspire us, we enter the warrior’s world.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pema Chodron&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50230889905</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/50230889905</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 01:58:28 -0400</pubDate><category>Pema Chodron</category><category>rejoicing in ordinary things</category><category>takes guts</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category></item><item><title>"Eventually you forgive people for not knowing about you the things you’ve spent your life keeping..."</title><description>“Eventually you forgive people for not knowing about you the things you’ve spent your life keeping from them.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Robert Brault&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49846017558</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49846017558</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 06:01:35 -0400</pubDate><category>Robert Brault</category><category>robert brault quotes</category><category>eventually</category><category>you forgive people</category><category>keeping from them</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>"That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love—that person keeps changing. And later you..."</title><description>“That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love—that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, is this the same person I lost?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Tan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; “The Kitchen God’s Wife”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49764857352</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49764857352</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 06:01:23 -0400</pubDate><category>Amy Tan</category><category>The kitchen God's Wife</category><category>literary quotes</category><category>lose someone you love</category><category>is this the same person i lost</category></item><item><title>"My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals..."</title><description>“My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals my solitude without, in exchange, offering me true company.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49679687793</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49679687793</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 07:57:22 -0400</pubDate><category>Friedrich Nietzsche</category><category>solitude</category><category>offering true company</category><category>a lighthosue of words</category><category>quotes</category><category>Memorable Quotes</category></item><item><title>"… the socialization of boys regarding masculinity is often at the expense of women. I came to..."</title><description>“… the socialization of boys regarding masculinity is often at the expense of women. I came to realize that we don’t raise boys to be men, we raise them not to be women (or gay men). We teach boys that girls and women are “less than” and that leads to violence by some and silence by many. It’s important for men to stand up to not only stop men’s violence against women but, to teach young men a broader definition of masculinity that includes being empathetic, loving and non-violent.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don McPherson, former NFL quarterback, feminist and educator&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://albinwonderland.tumblr.com/"&gt;albinwonderland&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49679618671</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49679618671</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 07:55:31 -0400</pubDate><category>don mcpherson</category><category>quotes that deserve to be reblogged</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>socialization of boys</category></item><item><title>"I am a cage, in search of a bird."</title><description>“I am a cage, in search of a bird.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Franz Kafka&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49672301277</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49672301277</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 06:01:21 -0400</pubDate><category>Franz Kafka</category><category>quotes</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>i am a cage</category><category>in search of a bird</category></item><item><title>"I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it."</title><description>“I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sun Also Rises&lt;/em&gt;, Ernest Hemingway&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49668618204</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49668618204</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 05:16:54 -0400</pubDate><category>The Sun Also Rises</category><category>literary quotes</category><category>Ernest Hemingway</category><category>quotes by ernest hemingway</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>my life is going so fast</category><category>and i'm not really living it</category></item><item><title>"Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place."</title><description>“Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Rumi&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49597734434</link><guid>http://alighthouseofwords.tumblr.com/post/49597734434</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 11:26:40 -0400</pubDate><category>Rumi qutoes</category><category>wherever you stand</category><category>be the soul of that place</category><category>soul</category><category>a lighthouse of words</category><category>the challenge for us all</category><category>good quotes</category></item></channel></rss>
