Saturday, December 18, 2010

I'm loving every minute of it, including the bumps in the road.

"Youth, I thought, truly is wasted on the young.

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And I thought again about how travel - how being in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by unfamiliar faces and languages not your own - changes so much about a person, at the moment and, sometimes, forever after.

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sometimes, when it comes to the really big decisions, you want someone - you need someone - to confirm that you've made the right choice.

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You're not immune to trouble, Marina. No one is. No one, no matter how in control they think they are, can keep life from happening to them.

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Most people - many, at least - live with the memory of a lost love, or a relationship gone horribly wrong, or a broken heart. And some people live with the memory of a missed opportunity, a road not taken, a possibility not explored, a relationship not embraced. It's a rare person who doesn't carry around some big sadness.

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A child's lack of confidence, a child's misery, always reflect on the parent; the parent is forced to assume some degree of responsibility, mo matter how imaginary.

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They always said I was a dreamer. That my 'head was in the clouds.' It didn't bother me. Clouds are very beautiful.

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I'm loving every minute of it, including the bumps in the road.

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passion is bigger and stronger than reason, and how, with a few exceptions, people aren't really victim to passion - they're participants, even celebrants.

And celebrations come to an end."

-- Tuscan Holiday, Holly Chamberlin

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