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  1. N° 1.
    All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt. |
     

    #372   |   |

  2. N° 2.
    Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option. |
     

    #256   |   |

  3. N° 3.
    Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great. |
     

    #390   |   |

  4. N° 4.
    The past is always tense, the future perfect. |
     

    #528   |   |

  5. N° 5.
    The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do. |
     

    #16   |   |

  6. N° 6.
    The public is more familiar with bad design than good design. It is, in effect, conditioned to prefer bad design, because that is what it lives with. The new becomes threatening, the old reassuring. |
     

    #42   |   |

  7. N° 7.
    When you eliminate quality as a requirement, the entire design process becomes a whole lot easier. |
     

    #110   |   |

  8. N° 8.
    He who has a why can endure any how. |
     

    #129   |   |

  9. N° 9.
    We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give. |
     

    #302   |   |

  10. N° 10.
    No one comes to a website for the design. Just like no one goes to the theater for the seating. But your ass enjoys a good seat. |
     

    #336 | source  |   |

  11. N° 11.
    Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are. |
     

    #455   |   |

  12. N° 12.
    No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life. |
     

    #489 | source  |   |

  13. N° 13.
    The Ego is not who you really are. The ego is your self-image; it is your social mask; it is the role you are playing. Your social mask thrives on approval. It wants control, and it is sustained by power, because it lives in fear. |
     

    #536   |   |

  14. N° 14.
    A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper. |
     

    #545   |   |

  15. N° 15.
    There is an abiding beauty which may be appreciated by those who will see things as they are and who will ask for no reward except to see. |
     

    #570   |   |

  16. N° 16.
    Independence is my happiness, and I view things as they are, without regard to place or person; my country is the world, and my religion is to do good. |
     

    #609   |   |

  17. N° 17.
    You might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant. |
     

    #625   |   |

  18. N° 18.
    There are no traffic jams on the extra mile. |
     

    #655   |   |

  19. N° 19.
    The world is too noisy and distracted to probably ultimately survive. Everyone needs to shut the fuck up. The answers are in the silence. Monks set themselves on fire to protest and to make this point. Just consider it. |
     

    #700 | source  |   |

  20. N° 20.
    I loved you head over handles like my first bicycle accident — before the mouthful of gravel and blood, I swore we were flying. |
     

    #727   |   |

  21. N° 21.
    All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt. |
     

    #372   |   |

  22. N° 22.
    Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option. |
     

    #256   |   |

  23. N° 23.
    Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great. |
     

    #390   |   |

  24. N° 24.
    The past is always tense, the future perfect. |
     

    #528   |   |

  25. N° 25.
    The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do. |
     

    #16   |   |

  26. N° 26.
    The public is more familiar with bad design than good design. It is, in effect, conditioned to prefer bad design, because that is what it lives with. The new becomes threatening, the old reassuring. |
     

    #42   |   |

  27. N° 27.
    When you eliminate quality as a requirement, the entire design process becomes a whole lot easier. |
     

    #110   |   |

  28. N° 28.
    He who has a why can endure any how. |
     

    #129   |   |

  29. N° 29.
    We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give. |
     

    #302   |   |

  30. N° 30.
    No one comes to a website for the design. Just like no one goes to the theater for the seating. But your ass enjoys a good seat. |
     

    #336 | source  |   |

  31. N° 31.
    Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are. |
     

    #455   |   |

  32. N° 32.
    No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life. |
     

    #489 | source  |   |

  33. N° 33.
    The Ego is not who you really are. The ego is your self-image; it is your social mask; it is the role you are playing. Your social mask thrives on approval. It wants control, and it is sustained by power, because it lives in fear. |
     

    #536   |   |

  34. N° 34.
    A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper. |
     

    #545   |   |

  35. N° 35.
    There is an abiding beauty which may be appreciated by those who will see things as they are and who will ask for no reward except to see. |
     

    #570   |   |

  36. N° 36.
    Independence is my happiness, and I view things as they are, without regard to place or person; my country is the world, and my religion is to do good. |
     

    #609   |   |

  37. N° 37.
    You might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant. |
     

    #625   |   |

  38. N° 38.
    There are no traffic jams on the extra mile. |
     

    #655   |   |

  39. N° 39.
    The world is too noisy and distracted to probably ultimately survive. Everyone needs to shut the fuck up. The answers are in the silence. Monks set themselves on fire to protest and to make this point. Just consider it. |
     

    #700 | source  |   |

  40. N° 40.
    I loved you head over handles like my first bicycle accident — before the mouthful of gravel and blood, I swore we were flying. |
     

    #727   |   |