New Inspirational Picture Quotes

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Love these quotes that i just read recently. Reading quotes helps me lift myself up when I don't feel well or when i'm on the brink of being discouraged.

Hope reading these helps you too as a source of inspiration, we all need inspiration everyday, even if we think were too smart or perfect.

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A Vintage Picture of Drew Barrymore's Grandmother

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I love discovering new things especially vintage pictures from the internet, so today I discovered a vintage magazine cover from August 1927 at this website called classic hollywood bios.com and it shows a picture of Drew Barrymore's grandmother Dolores Costello posing for a hollywood celebrity magazine called Motion Picture, so now I know that star quality does run in the family.

Her grandmother does look like Drew Barrymore don't you think? Really interesting!:)

More about Dolores Costello:

Goddess of the Silent Screen. Clearly Dolores Costello was much admired in her day, as she, like so many of her peers, turned away from the theatre to that new, elusive and magnetic new industry of the motion pictures. A wise decision for Miss Costello, whose beauty enraptured her fans ... and the major players in the business. Not only was she a huge star of the silent screen, but her legacy lives on through more than just her films ... all these years later, her genes are still in the movies, in the form of her granddaughter, the equally enduring Drew Barrymore and in the famed Abbott and Costello name (the second part of the name was inspired by a meeting with Dolores). Intrigued? Let’s move on ...
Born on September 17, 1903 in Pittsburgh (others, such as her publicists, insisted she was born in 1906), she was the daughter of Maurice Costello, who would enter the movie business a few short years after Dolores’s birth, joining Edison studios in 1908 and eventually achieving incredible fame as a matinee idol. It was through Maurice’s success and influence that little Dolores and her sister Helene (who died of TB in 1957) got their breaks and made their film debuts, Dolores as a fairy in A Midsummer’s Night Dream (1909). Most of Dolores’ films over the next few years were ones made with her father and sister as well: some of her many appearances include those in His Sister’s Children (1911), She Never Knew, The Money Kings, Her Grandchild (all 1912), and Fellow Voyageurs (1913).
Following 1915, there is a mysterious withdrawal from the movie business for a time; for his part, Maurice was a huge star in the 1920s, but was a thing of the past by the mid-twenties and had to rely on his children for support until the end of his life. Dolores and her sister Helene moved to New York City; Dolores took modeling classes and worked in this field for a time; her beau, fashion designer James Montgomery Flagg, turned her into a very successful, almost iconic, model of the day. The next known acting appearance for Dolores happened in 1924, when she appeared on stage in George White Scandals with her sister. It seems the two Costello sisters were discovered again – this time by Warner Brothers, who signed them on. This time they were headed to Hollywood. An odd trajectory: straight from the womb to the big screen, then back to the stage for the traditional road to movie stardom!
It so happened that the legendary John Barrymore was at Warner Brothers at this time, and it is alleged that when he first laid eyes on Dolores, he proclaimed her to be “The most beautiful creature I have ever seen.” Let’s just say he had quite a bit of influence at Warner, and he convinced studio honchos to have her costar in his upcoming film, The Sea Beast (1926), in which she had a melodramatic, passionate kissing scene with John that many argue became the template for other major movie love scenes. That same year, she was listed among other notable actresses (Fay Wray, Joan Crawford, Mary Astor) and the big up-and-coming stars.
Dolores’ love affair with John was to go far beyond the making of this picture, and they wed in 1928. Meanwhile, Dolores managed to squeeze in many silent films just as the industry was beginning to make the shift to sound. Some of her most memorable films from this era are When a Man Loves (with John) and Old San Francisco (both 1927), Glorious Betsy (1928) and Noah’s Ark (1929), which went to great lengths to produce special effects which are still respected for their innovation to this day (despite the fact that the film was so dangerous to make that six extras died in a flood and Dolores herself contracted pneumonia.
We know John and Dolores had children; they had two: DeDe in 1931 and John Drew in 1932. Dolores took some time off her career to be with the children, and John was turning more and more to drinking. The two divorced in 1935, and following this difficult period, John began drinking even more; he never really recovered, and he ravaged his body in the process. He died at age 60, never getting to know his sons, and never finding out that his son John Drew would follow in his father’s footsteps (as would granddaughter Drew, at least for a time).
Later, in 1939, Dolores married her obstetrician, Dr. John Vruwink – they divorced eleven years later, and Dolores was trying to revive her film career. Unlike many of her peers, she was able to survive the transition to sound with relative ease – she worked with a speech pathologist for a couple of years to remove a lisp, which worked well to make her a notable actress of the sound age. Among her most distinguished films of this time are Little Lord Fauntleroy (1936), The Beloved Brat (1938), The Magnificent Ambersons (Orson Welles, 1942) and This is the Army(Michael Curtiz, 1943). The latter was her last film. Apparently, the studios weren’t happy with her appearance anymore after her skin had been damaged by excessive use of make-up in her final films.
Basically forced into retirement, Dolores left Hollywood to a small town outside San Diego and lived a life of solitude on an avocado farm. Due to a flood on the farm and Dolores’ own hermit-like existence, a lot of information about the Costello and Barrymore families has been lost, but Dolores did, in the last few years of her life, stepped out to try and raise awareness about her family and work. She gave several interviews in 1977 and a book was written based on them: John Kobler’s “Damned in Paradise: The Life of John Barrymore”. It’s unfortunate that the book wasn’t written about her as well; this is why so many of the silent film actresses aren’t remembered that well today. Dolores died on March 1, 1979. It is said that her face was badly damaged and wrinkly in her later years, but that almost magically transformed into her beautiful, youthful self every time she talked about John. Luckilywe have several of her outstanding movies to see this beauty for ourselves.
 (information courtesy of things and other stuff .com)

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Quote of the day for Thursday January 26

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"Men occasionally stumble over the truth. But most of them pick themselves

up and hurry off as if nothing had happened."

         -Winston Churchill

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"Fear is that little darl room where negatives are developed"

       -Micheal Pritchard

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Mi Historia Entre Tus Dedos by Gianluca Grignani

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Another great Spanish song that I love:) I also love the video Here are the lyrics in Spanish and English with the video.

Lyrics in Spanish:

Yo pienso que;
no son tan inútiles las noches que te di
te marchas ¿y qué?
yo no intento discutírtelo
lo sabes y lo sé
al menos quédate sólo esta noche
prometo no tocarte... estás segura
Tal vez es que me voy sintiendo solo
porque conozco esa sonrisa... tan definitiva
tu sonrisa que a mí mismo me abrió tu paraíso.

Se dice que;
con cada hombre hay una como tú
pero mi sitio luego, ocuparás con alguno
igual que yo... mejor lo dudo!
¿por qué esta vez agachas la mirada?
me pides que sigamos siendo amigos
¿amigos para qué? maldita sea!
a un amigo lo perdono, pero a ti te amo
pueden parecer banales mis instintos naturales.

Hay una cosa que yo no te he dicho aún
que mis problemas ¿sabes qué?... se llaman tú
sólo por eso, tú me ves hacerme el duro
para sentirme un poquito más seguro
y si no quieres ni decir en qué he fallado
recuerda que también a ti te he perdonado
y en cambio tú dices lo siento no te quiero
y te me vas con esta historia entre tus dedos.

¿Qué vas a hacer?... busca una excusa
y luego márchate
porque de mí, no debieras preocuparte
no debes provocarme
que yo te escribiré un par de canciones
tratando de ocultar mis emociones
pensando pero poco en las palabras
te hablaré de la sonrisa... tan definitiva
tu sonrisa que a mí mismo
me abrió tu paraíso.

Hay una cosa que yo no te he dicho aún
que mis problemas ¿sabes qué?... se llaman tú
solo por eso tú me ves hacerme el duro
para sentirme un poquito más seguro
y si no quieres ni decir en qué he fallado
recuerda que también a ti te he perdonado
y en cambio tú dices lo siento no te quiero
y te me vas con esta historia entre tus dedos.

Lyrics in English:

My Story Within Your Fingers

I think that they are not that useless, the nights I gave you.
You march off and what? I'm not trying to argue about it , you know it and I know it.
At least stay just for tonight,
I promise not to touch you, be sure of it,
Maybe I'm just feeling a little lonely,
Because I know that smile, so definitely,
Your smile that to me opened up your paradise.

They say that with every man there's someone like you,
But my place, afterwards, will you fill with someone like me or better, I doubt it.
Why do you look away this time?
You ask me if we can still be friends.
Friends for what? To hell with that!
I forgive a friend, but I love you,
They may seem insignificant my natural instincts.

There's something I haven't told you still,
That my problems you know that they're called you.
Only for that you see me acting tough,
To make myself feel a little more secure.

And you don't even tell me what I've failed at,
Remember that I have also forgiven you,
On the other hand you say: "I'm sorry...I don't love you",
And you leave with my story within your fingers.

What are you going to do? Look for an excuse and after just march off,
Because for me you don't have to worry, you shouldn't provoke me.
I will write you a couple songs
Trying to hide my emotions.
Thinking, but just a little, in the words,
And I will talk about the smile, so definite,
Your smile that to me opened up your paradise.

There's something I haven't told you still,
That my problems you know that they're called you.
Only for that you see me acting tough,
To make myself feel a little more secure.

And you don't even tell me what I've failed at,
Remember that I have also forgiven you,
On the other hand you say: "I'm sorry...I don't love you",
And you leave with my story within your fingers.

Na, na, na, na........

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Poem #2: "Forever More"

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My second poem of this year:) Hope you like it.

"Forevermore"

I want to be yours forevermore

Forevermore

Are the silent beautiful nights that bring us closer together.

Forevermore

Are the sweet addicting kisses that leave me breathless only wanting more.

Forevermore

Is the feel of your soft warm hands

assuring me that nothing in this world is as cold as I think it is.

Forevermore

Will be your name engraved deep

within my soul, within my heart.

Forevermore

Are the memories of you and me that I will treasure

greatly for the rest of my life.

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Menudo- Claridad with Lyrics

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Lately i've been Menudo crazy!:) love their music it's fun, innocent, and upbeat makes me wish I was still a teenager:) how beautiful their music is. Love their song "Claridad" so here is the video and Lyrics so you can sing along i will also post the lyrics in English so everyone can listen to the song. Hope you like it as much as I do, lucky my mom was a teenager back in the 80s when they were famous.

"Claridad"

Claridad Lyrics (Spanish)

Ven claridad
Llega ya,
Amanece de una vez
Claridad, por piedad
Mata sombras,
Dame luz,
resplandor, libertad
Para no soñarla más,
No ya no,
nunca mas
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Ahh, ahh
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Ven claridad,
Quédate
Y no vuelvas a escapar
No te lleves el sol
Que no quiero recordar
Su figura, su voz
Cada noche que paso
Como ayer, como hoy
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Ahh, ahh
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Si, si, si ,si, si, si, si
Ven claridad, llega ya
Trágate la oscuridad
Llega ya, vuela ya
Que el soñar me va a matar
Basta ya de esperar
De la misma forma
Si necesito tu luz
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Ahh, ahh
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Coloreando el cielo de azul
Me siento un poco mejor, mejor
Llena mi ventana de luz
Se desdibuja su amor, su amor
En la penumbra y en el miedo
Llega a quebrarme la razón
Ella es solo soledad y silencio
No más, regresa claridad
Sol, claridad, viva luz
El trabajo, la ciudad
Caminar y vivir
Como entonces, como fui
Claridad, quédate
Esta noche sobre mí,
Claridad, plenitud
Que olvide su esclavitud
Ahh, ahh
Que olvide su esclavitud
Ven claridad, llega ya
Trágate la oscuridad
Llega ya, vuela ya
Que el soñar
Me va a matar, basta ya de esperar
De la misma forma
Si necesito tu luz
Que vuelvo su esclavitud
Ahh, ahh
Que vuelvo a su esclavitud
Coloreando el cielo de azul
Me siento un poco mejor, mejor
Llena mi ventana de luz
Se desdibuja su amor, su amor
En la penumbra y en el miedo
Llega a quebrarme la razón
Ella es solo soledad y silencio
No más, regresa claridad
Que olvide su esclavitud, ven, ven, ven
Que olvide su esclavitud, ven, ven, ven
Que olvide su esclavitud, ven, ven, ven
Que olvide su esclavitud, ven, ven, ven

Clarity (Lyrics in English)

Come clarity
Come,
Dawn once
Clarity, by mercy
 kill shadows
Give me light,
brightness, freedom
Not to dream it again
  No longer,
anymore
I return to slavery
Ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh
I return to slavery
Come clarity
Stay
And do not ever escape
Do not take the sun
I do not want to remember
His figure, his voice
Every night I step
Like yesterday, and today
I return to slavery
Ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh
I return to slavery
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come clarity, and comes
Swallow the dark
Come, flies and
That dream is going to kill me
Enough of waiting
In the same way
If I need your light
I return to slavery
Ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh
I return to slavery
Coloring the blue sky
I feel a little better, better
Light fills my window
It blurs your love, your love
In the darkness and fear
Reason become cracked
She is only silence and solitude
No, go back clearity
 Sun, light, bright light
The work, the city
Walking and living
Since then, as I
Clarity, stay
Tonight on me,
Clarity, completeness
I forget his bondage
Ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh
I forget his bondage
Come clarity, and comes
Swallow the dark
Come, flies and
That the dream
I'm going to kill enough of waiting
In the same way
If I need your light
I return their slavery
Ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh
I return to slavery
Coloring the blue sky
I feel a little better, better
Light fills my window
It blurs your love, your love
In the darkness and fear
Reason become cracked
She is only silence and solitude
No, go back clarity
To forget slavery, come, come, come
To forget slavery, come, come, come
To forget slavery, come, come, come
To forget slavery, come, come, come

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Yesterday I Discovered

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Another poem I wrote. Its called "Yesterday I Discovered" I am tryingto write a poem each day so I can practice my creative writing skills;) I want to be a writer soooo bad. I discovered that since I love reading books of any kindas long as their meaningful and interesting I just love the way a stor is written and then to see a story in print is just amazing:) and I started to become courious at how books are made so i decided to give it a try, there are times when I am on writers block, meaning that it is hard for me to come up with creative ideas to add on a poem or story that I want to write but listening to music really helps me to overcome writer's block or when I see a really interesting or meaningful phrase or sentence from a story or somewhere else then that is when I add it on paper so that way I don't forget it.

Yesterday I discovered

that you weren't here by my side

Yesterday I discovered

that you have found someone better than me,

someone who could gie you

what I was never able to give you.

Yesterday I discovered

how it feels to be a friend of loneliness.

I came up with this poem solely from my head and imagination, I always like to imagine what would happen to someone and how that person would feel if they were in that situation were you discovered that that special someone has just proven that they did not love you the way you thought they would. 

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