<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30938213</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:28:07.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proactivebridemaid4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30938213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proactivebridemaid4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30938213.post-115256981768904794</id><published>2006-07-10T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T08:28:35.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've always loved words, so it follows that I love good quotes. I don't guarantee accuaracy, so feel free to correct me.</title><content type='html'>I did not ask you if you believe what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; says about God. I asked it you believed in God. There is a difference…&lt;br /&gt;When you lie out under the stars, do you feel in your gut that you are staring up at the work of God's hand?&lt;br /&gt;-Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how.&lt;br /&gt;-Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has to be the first drop of rain.&lt;br /&gt;-Brahual Haton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes aren't going to change the world, the women who wear them will.&lt;br /&gt;-Anne Kleine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were all, when their souls grew warm, poets.&lt;br /&gt;-Ray Bradburry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That confirmed what she had heretofore only expected – algebra is not needed for the abundant life, only fast trains and good whiskey. And, she was right, of course&lt;br /&gt;-Robert J. Waller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mistakes are just too much fun to make only once. &lt;br /&gt;-unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't just live the length of your life, live the width of it as well.&lt;br /&gt;-unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, only backwards and in high heels. &lt;br /&gt;-unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said to me, "I have to stop eating for emotional reasons." I said, "Are you going to stop having sex for emotional reasons, too?"&lt;br /&gt;-Lisa Kron, playwrite and actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about love, that wonderful thing,&lt;br /&gt;Let's blend the scent of Venice with Paris in Spring,&lt;br /&gt;Let's gaze at that moon and try to believe &lt;br /&gt; We're Venus and Adonis, or Adam and Eve, &lt;br /&gt; Let's throw away anxiety, let's quite forget propriety, &lt;br /&gt; Respectable society, the rector and his piety, &lt;br /&gt; And contemplate l'amour in all its infinite variety, &lt;br /&gt; My dear, let's talk about love. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pretend you're Chopin and I'll be George Sand, &lt;br /&gt; We're on the Grand Canal and, oh baby, it's grand! &lt;br /&gt; Let's mention Walkures and helmeted knights, &lt;br /&gt; I'm beautiful Brünnhilde, you're Siegfried in tights, &lt;br /&gt; Let's curse the asininity of tribal consanguinity, &lt;br /&gt; Let's praise the masculinity of Dietrich's new affinity, &lt;br /&gt; Let's picture Cleopatra saying "Scram" to her virginity, &lt;br /&gt; My dear, let's talk about love. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The weather's so warm and you are so cute, &lt;br /&gt; Let's dream about Tahiti and tropical fruit, &lt;br /&gt; I've always said men were simply deevine, &lt;br /&gt; (Did you know Peggy Joyce was once a pupil of mine?) &lt;br /&gt; Let's gather miscellania on Oberon's Titania, &lt;br /&gt; Or ladies even branier who've moved to Pennsylvania, &lt;br /&gt; (Bucks County, so I hear, is just a nest of nymphomania) &lt;br /&gt; My dear, let's talk about love. &lt;br /&gt;-Cole Porter, "Let's Talk About Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conduct and manners of women, in fact, evidently prove that their minds are not in a healthy state; for, like the flowers which are planted in too rich a soil, strength and usefulness are sacrificed to beauty; and the flaunting leaves, after having pleased a fastidious eye, fade, disregarded on the stalk, long before the season when they ought to have arrived at maturity.&lt;br /&gt;—Mary Wollstonecraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands of fools. Let’s start with typewriters.&lt;br /&gt;—Frank Lloyd Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;—Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is friendship set on fire.&lt;br /&gt;—Jeremy Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;-Anais Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;-this was from a designer in Elle talking about why she used her good silver everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend the afternoon. You can't take it with you. &lt;br /&gt;-Annie Dillard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The evening knows what the morning could not possibly imagine,”&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Norb Schedler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The truth is rarely pure and never simple."&lt;br /&gt;-Oscar Wilde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30938213-115256981768904794?l=proactivebridemaid4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proactivebridemaid4.blogspot.com/feeds/115256981768904794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30938213&amp;postID=115256981768904794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30938213/posts/default/115256981768904794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30938213/posts/default/115256981768904794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proactivebridemaid4.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-always-loved-words-so-it-follows.html' title='I&apos;ve always loved words, so it follows that I love good quotes. 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