Wednesday, February 18, 2009

First birthday

Dear friends, I am happy to announce that todayThinkeronline is officially one year old. We had a lot of great conversations here since the first post. Thank you all for making this blog alive with your comments.
And today i would like you to choose one of the quotes from the blog, a favorite one and to write it down as a comment.
Have a great day everyone!



Happy birthday to you, Thinker! Your blog is allways beautiful and amazing!

thinker said...

Thank you BlackAndWhite!

Robyn said...

Is it a year all ready? Happy Birthday, Thinker! I always enjoy visiting your blog to see what quote you have found for us. The first quote that comes to mind is the Stanislaw Jerzy Lec quote which stayed on my mind for days.

"Thoughts, like fleas, jump from man to man, but they don't bite everybody."

thinker said...

Thanks Robyn, i agree that the year has passed so quickly!

Leslie Avon Miller said...

Happy Blog Birthday Thinker. I do come away from your blog thinking! Thank you for that!

thinker said...

Thanks Leslie, glad you like the blog!

Anonymous said...

The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, bloomed, and shattered,
During sad days when to me
Nothing mattered.

Grief of grief has drained me clean;
Still it seems a pity
No one saw,--it must have been
Very pretty.

it's got to be this one by Edna St. Vincent Millay, as it covers past, present and future healing. r.

thinker said...

Thanks Rahina, Edna's poem really is quite special.
Have a great week!

Luisa Santos said...

Hey I didn't see this post before... HAPPY (late, sorry...) BIRTHDAY!!! It's a great, surprising, beautiful blog.

I have so many favourite quotes from your blog... That's a hard task to choose only one!! okay, today, I would choose this one: (and Happy Birthday again!!!)

Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists.
- Anita Brookner

thinker said...

Thanks Luisa!

Jo Bradford said...

Happy birthday!!

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. ~ Robert Frost

thinker said...

Thanks Jo!