You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. You don’t like cottage cheese, so you haven’t eaten it in years. This is your choice, of course, but don’t kid yourself: it’s also the flinch.
Your personality is not set in stone. You may think a morning coffee is the most enjoyable thing in the world, but it’s really just a habit. Thirty days without it, and you would be fine. You think you have a soul mate, but in fact you could have had any number of spouses. You would have evolved differently, but been just as happy.

You can change what you want about yourself at any time. You see yourself as someone who can’t write or play an instrument, who gives in to temptation or makes bad decisions, but that’s really not you. It’s not ingrained. It’s not your personality. Your personality is something else, something deeper than just preferences, and these details on the surface, you can change anytime you like.

If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. Sometimes, it’s the only way.

Set fire to your old self. It’s not needed here. It’s too busy shopping, gossiping about others, and watching days go by and asking why you haven’t gotten as far as you’d like. This old self will die and be forgotten by all but family, and replaced by someone who makes a difference.

Your new self is not like that. Your new self is the Great Chicago Fire—overwhelming, overpowering, and destroying everything that isn’t necessary.

Julien Smith

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Happy Wedding Anniversary, Lucy & Desi | m. Nov 30th, 1940

"I said to him, ‘Are you still in love with her?’ He said, ‘Yeah.’ He never stopped loving her." - Marcella Rabwin

"It was passionate, romantic, everything you could imagine in a love affair." - Lillian Briggs Winograd

"[Quoting Lucy’s second husband, Gary Morton, following her death] I guess she’s happy now. She’s with Desi." - Paula Stewart

"I was with my father when he died and my mother was the last person that he spoke to. And, all she said to him was "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." She just wanted to let him know that she loved him, and he said, “I love you too, honey.” And ten minutes later, he closed his eyes and he went into a coma and he was gone within twenty-four hours. And then I didn’t realize it until the next day that that was their anniversary. It was November 30th, because he died within twenty-four hours, the early morning of December 2nd. They loved each other forever." - Lucie Arnaz

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The Potter books in general are a prolonged argument for tolerance, a prolonged plea for an end to bigotry, and I think it’s one of the reasons that some people don’t like the books, but I think that it’s a very healthy message to pass on to younger people that you should question authority and you should not assume that the establishment or the press tells you all of the truth.

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