Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.
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How could an alphabet—letters that didn’t even mean anything by themselves—be important?
But it was important. Our stories, our names, our alphabet. Even Uncle’s newspaper.
It was all about words.
If words weren’t important, they wouldn’t try so hard to take them away.
Linda Sue Park (When My Name Was Keoko)
This was my favorite book in fourth grade! Oh heritage.
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Give me the gift to blend and bond with a friend.
Give me the brains to stay away from love.
Give me the strength to challenge my own fate.
Give me the feet to walk from this tangled state.
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Aasif Mandvi on The Daily Show (via ordinaryrevolutionary)
SNAP
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Ice burn.
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Will someone give this man an award?
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1000 points.
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BOOM.
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“When torrential water tosses boulders, it is because of its momentum. When the strike of a hawk breaks the body of its prey, it is because of timing.”
from The Art of War: by General Sun Tzu, Military Strategist and Philosopher (544 BC - 496 BC).
Comic-Con. San Diego. 2009. Exhibit Hall North.
Translated into English by British Officer Everard Ferguson Calthrop: 1905.
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