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Biography
Joined May '15

Now for some personal information. (because we all know everything else on my profile is pointless and irrelevant)

Name: as far your concerned, its So.in.her.own.head

Age: why should I tell you (I'm under 1000 if you really want to know)

Favorite color(s): pink and blue

Likes/loves: reading, music, drawing, anime, fan fiction, and procrastination making excellent use of my spare time


QUOTES

ALBERT EINSTEIN

I never think of the future- it comes soon enough

Imagination is better than knowledge

Its a miracle that curiosity survives formal education

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former

As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, and as far as they are certain they do not refer to reality

If the facts don’t fit the theory, change the facts

Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.


KURT VONNEGUT

We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down

Wake up, idiots! Whatever made you think money was so valuable?


KURT COBAIN

Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are

they laugh at me because I'm different; I laugh at them because they're all the same


Disney Movie Quotes

"A true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart." Hercules
"The past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it."The Lion King
"If you keep on believing the dreams that you wish will come true. "Cinderella
"You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." Disney movie quote
"If you can’t say somethin’ nice, don’t say nothin’ at all!"Bambi
"Even miracles take a little time. "Disney movie quote
"You will never know unless you try. "Disney movie quote
"Some people care too much … I think it’s called love."Winnie the Pooh
"Just because I cannot see it, doesn’t mean I can’t believe it."A Nightmare Before Christmas
"Today is a good day to try."Disney movie quote
"Like so many things, it is not what is outside, but what is inside that counts."Disney movie quote
"I never look back, darling. It distracts me from the now."The Incredibles
"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart."Winnie The Pooh
"The things that make me different are the things that make me."Winnie The Pooh
"The path to your destiny lies within the magic of your heart."Disney movie quote
"The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing."Walt Disney
"Don’t just fly, soar."Dumbo
"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all."Disney movie quote
"Believe you can, then you will."Disney movie quote
"All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them."Walt Disney
"Happiness is a state of mind. It’s just according to the way you look at things."Disney movie quote
"I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it."Alice In Wonderland
"When you got your pals, you got all you need."Disney movie quote
"If you hear music, dance."Disney movie quote
"Always let your conscience be your guide. "Pinocchio
"Giving up is for rookies."Hercules
"Life’s not a spectator sport. If watchin’ is all you’re gonna do, then you’re gonna watch your life go by without ya."The Hunchback of Notre Dame
"A lie keeps growing and growing until it’s as plain as the nose on your face."Pinocchio
"You’re never too old to wish upon a star. "Disney movie quotes

I found this at : 32 Disney Movie Quotes Of Encouragement


Is my fondness fro quotes obvious yet?

“If opportunity doesn’t knock, build a door.” – Milton Berle

“An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind.” – M.K. Gandhi

“Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them and you have their shoes.”

“Children: You spend the first 2 years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 telling them to sit down and shut-up.”

“The sole purpose of a child’s middle name, is so he can tell when he’s really in trouble.”

“It’s true hard work never killed anybody, but I figure, why take the chance?” – Ronald Reagan

“I haven’t failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” – Thomas Edison

“By failing to prepare, you are preparing to fail.” – Benjamin Franklin

“Many of life’s failures are experienced by people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.” – Thomas Edison

“The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is that little extra.” – Jimmy Johnson

“When I hear somebody sigh, ‘Life is hard,’ I am always tempted to ask, ‘Compared to what?’” – Sydney Harris

. “What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” –Ralpho Waldo Emerson

“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.” – Dr. Seuss

“I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it.” – Pablo Picasso

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.” – Robert Brault


Do not go gentle into that good night

Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


Crossing the Bar

Alfred, Lord Tennyson(1809-1892)

Sunset and evening star,

And one clear call for me!

And may there be no moaning of the bar,

When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,

Too full for sound and foam,

When that which drew from out the boundless deep

Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark!

And may there be no sadness of farewell,

When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place

The flood may bear me far,

I hope to see my Pilot face to face

When I have crost the bar.


I'm Nobody! Who are you?

Emily Dickinson(1830-1886)

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!


The Love song of J. Alfred Prufrock

T.S Eliot(1888-1965)

S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma percioche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.

(the poem's epigraph, which comes from Dante's Inferno. It translates to this)

If I but thought that my response were madeto one perhaps returning to the world,this tongue of flame would cease to flicker.But since, up from these depths, no one has yetreturned alive, if what I hear is true,I answer without fear of being shamed.

Let us go then, you and I,

When the evening is spread out against the sky

Like a patient etherized upon a table;

Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,

The muttering retreats

Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels

And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:

Streets that follow like a tedious argument

Of insidious intent

To lead you to an overwhelming question ...

Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”

Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go

Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,

The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes,

Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,

Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,

Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,

Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,

And seeing that it was a soft October night,

Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time

For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,

Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;

There will be time, there will be time

To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;

There will be time to murder and create,

And time for all the works and days of hands

That lift and drop a question on your plate;

Time for you and time for me,

And time yet for a hundred indecisions,

And for a hundred visions and revisions,

Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go

Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time

To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”

Time to turn back and descend the stair,

With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —

(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)

My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,

My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —

(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)

Do I dare

Disturb the universe?

In a minute there is time

For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:

Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;

I know the voices dying with a dying fall

Beneath the music from a farther room.

So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all—

The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,

And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,

When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,

Then how should I begin

To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?

And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—

Arms that are braceleted and white and bare

(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)

Is it perfume from a dress

That makes me so digress?

Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.

And should I then presume?

And how should I begin?

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets

And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes

Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? ...

I should have been a pair of ragged claws

Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!

Smoothed by long fingers,

Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers,

Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.

Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,

Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?

But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,

Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,

I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;

I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,

And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,

And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,

After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,

Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,

Would it have been worth while,

To have bitten off the matter with a smile,

To have squeezed the universe into a ball

To roll it towards some overwhelming question,

To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,

Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—

If one, settling a pillow by her head

Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;

That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,

Would it have been worth while,

After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,

After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—

And this, and so much more?—

It is impossible to say just what I mean!

But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:

Would it have been worth while

If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,

And turning toward the window, should say:

“That is not it at all,

That is not what I meant, at all.”

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;

Am an attendant lord, one that will do

To swell a progress, start a scene or two,

Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,

Deferential, glad to be of use,

Politic, cautious, and meticulous;

Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;

At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—

Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old ... I grow old ...

I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?

I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves

Combing the white hair of the waves blown back

When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea

By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown

Till human voices wake us, and we drown.


You have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking copy and paste this on your profile.

If you have ever zoned out for five consecutive minutes copy this on your profile

If you have your own little world, copy and paste this on your profile

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say right before you were going to say it copy this on your profile

If you have ever slapped yourself and/or banged your head against a desk for no reason copy this on your profile

If you have ever said something that has nothing to do with the conversation copy this on your profile

If you think girls should rule the world and that it would be a better place copy this onto your profile

If you avoid teen fads and don't live your life according to others copy and paste this.

If you have ever done anything stupid in your life, copy and paste this into your profile

If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile.

If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever read past two in the morning, copy this onto your profile

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile.

If you have a tendency to talk to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you wonder who started these thingamawhatevers, copy this into your profile.

If there are times where you annoy people just for the fun of it, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have more than 100 books in your room, copy this into your profile.

If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile.

If you are obsessed with fan fiction copy this into your profile.

If you like being utterly random copy and paste this on your profile

(The really sad thing about this is I really hate these things most of the time)


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