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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I like words. It’s the way they come together, painting the perfect beat, a melody without music. 

I needed a place to keep them all, so here we are.</description><title>an overflow of words.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @quotewhore)</generator><link>http://overflowofwords.com/</link><item><title>"I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and..."</title><description>““I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Haruki Murakami&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/23292243166</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/23292243166</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 09:14:20 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar..."</title><description>“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/23292214131</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/23292214131</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 09:13:28 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Once for all, I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason,..."</title><description>““Once for all, I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.  Once for all; I loved her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me, than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Charles Dickens&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/22201296971</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/22201296971</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 11:44:15 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to..."</title><description>““I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lisa Kleypas&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/21728550439</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/21728550439</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 13:40:46 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you..."</title><description>“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Louis de Bernières&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Captain Corelli’s Mandolin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://misplacedtexans.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;misplacedtexans&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/21707394234</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/21707394234</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 03:13:13 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"I could have. What does this phrase mean? At any given moment in our lives, there are certain things..."</title><description>“I could have. What does this phrase mean? At any given moment in our lives, there are certain things that could have happened but didn’t. The magic moments go unrecognized, and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changes everything. But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current. Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/20285447110</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/20285447110</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 08:10:08 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like..."</title><description>“It’s so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it’s taking forever to come. Then it happens and it’s over and all you want to do is curl back up in that moment before things changed.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lauren Oliver &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/18614561356</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/18614561356</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 12:59:19 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"i love you much(most beautiful darling)
more than anyone on the earth and i
like you better than..."</title><description>“i love you much(most beautiful darling)&lt;br/&gt;
more than anyone on the earth and i&lt;br/&gt;
like you better than everything in the sky.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;e.e. cummings&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/18130084639</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/18130084639</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2012 08:57:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"I’ve never minded it,” he went on. “Being lost, that is. I had always thought one..."</title><description>““I’ve never minded it,” he went on. “Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one’s own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Cassandra Clare&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/17534440990</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/17534440990</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2012 21:55:10 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Love cures people - 
both the ones who give it
and the ones who receive it."</title><description>“Love cures people - &lt;br/&gt;
both the ones who give it&lt;br/&gt;
and the ones who receive it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Dr. Karl Menninger&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16822798515</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16822798515</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 10:49:46 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop..."</title><description>““And now I’m looking at you,” he said, “and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before, but since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Cassandra Clare&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16798419797</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16798419797</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 20:54:36 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Love is the will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or..."</title><description>““Love is the will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth… Love is as love does. Love is an act of will — namely, both an intention and an action. Will also implies choice. We do not have to love. We choose to love.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;M. Scott Peck&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16334769485</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16334769485</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 21:50:43 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Imagine him as a cruel villain with a cape and a mustache and a grand, unsettling laugh. But he is..."</title><description>“Imagine him as a cruel villain with a cape and a mustache and a grand, unsettling laugh. But he is not that at all. He is, in most ways, a very good and caring person who I miss very much. Smart and charming and all of that. Even now, on the very rare occasion that one of us sends the other a two-sentence email, it almost feels okay. But mostly it feels like two people who used to know one another.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://alisonagosti.tumblr.com/post/16142880150/the-art-of-getting-really-dumped" title="Hi.: The art of getting really dumped"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alison, &lt;/span&gt;Hi.: The art of getting really dumped&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16287472193</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/16287472193</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 08:15:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"People come and go— they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in..."</title><description>“People come and go— they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in your favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you start up again with another book, complete with new characters and adventures. Then you find yourself focusing on the new ones, not the ones from the past.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Nicholas Sparks&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15618287737</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15618287737</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 08:00:30 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Today you became a yesterday, when once you were a tomorrow."</title><description>“Today you became a yesterday, when once you were a tomorrow.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://pleasefindthis.blogpsot.com"&gt;I Wrote This For You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15618228693</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15618228693</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 07:57:49 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing..."</title><description>““This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Franz Kafka&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15346243000</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15346243000</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 09:00:06 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"When I saw you I fell in love. And you smiled because you knew."</title><description>““When I saw you I fell in love. And you smiled because you knew.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Arrigo Boito&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15159781553</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15159781553</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 21:03:50 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you..."</title><description>““I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.&lt;br/&gt;
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.&lt;br/&gt;
So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.&lt;br/&gt;
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it. Make your mistakes, next year and forever.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15100550877</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/15100550877</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 16:21:25 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>"Everything is a struggle. Everything is a miracle."</title><description>“Everything is a struggle. Everything is a miracle.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Stan Rice (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://circledonamap.tumblr.com/"&gt;circledonamap&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/14020961631</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/14020961631</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2011 11:39:12 -0600</pubDate><category>everything</category></item><item><title>"Perhaps he had been waiting all along for someone to knock him down and allow him to drop the weight..."</title><description>“Perhaps he had been waiting all along for someone to knock him down and allow him to drop the weight he’d so faithfully carried.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Simon Van Booy, (&lt;em&gt;Love Begins in Winter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://overflowofwords.com/post/13828045450</link><guid>http://overflowofwords.com/post/13828045450</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 09:38:20 -0600</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

