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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>allowmetoshare</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @allowmetoshare)</generator><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"So you can have your beauty,

It’s skin deep and it only lies.

And you can have your..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;So you can have your beauty,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It’s skin deep and it only lies.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And you can have your youth,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It’ll rot before your eyes.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Just give to me my gravestone&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;With it clearly carved upon:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I’s a long time a-comin’,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;An’ I’ll be a long time gone.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Bob Dyan&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/26315000072</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/26315000072</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2012 21:47:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"MY LORD GOD, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for..."</title><description>“MY LORD GOD, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Thomas Merton. Thoughts in Solitude.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/24931046501</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/24931046501</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 23:09:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m37g89dt9u1r96weoo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/22841807352</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/22841807352</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 10:47:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Taken with instagram</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2nmsxx7pO1rpx8cwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taken with &lt;a href="http://instagr.am"&gt;instagram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/21306574506</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/21306574506</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2012 22:55:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I want to reach people and express myself. You have to put up...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0vvyrv4sl1rpx8cwo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to reach people and express myself. You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate. You have to put up with people projecting their own ideas, attitudes, misunderstanding you. But it’s worth being a public fool if that’s all you can be in order to communicate yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Edie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/19294205416</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/19294205416</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2012 12:47:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Love.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4306i99LMXo?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/17929413820</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/17929413820</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 23:42:43 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Nursing is an art;
and if it is to be made an art,
it requires as exclusive a devotion,
as hard a..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Nursing is an art;&lt;br/&gt;
and if it is to be made an art,&lt;br/&gt;
it requires as exclusive a devotion,&lt;br/&gt;
as hard a preparation,&lt;br/&gt;
as any painter’s or sculptor’s work;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;for what is the having to do with&lt;br/&gt;
dead canvas or cold marble,&lt;br/&gt;
compared with having to do with the&lt;br/&gt;
living body - the temple of God’s spirit?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It is one of the Fine Arts;&lt;br/&gt;
I had almost said&lt;br/&gt;
the finest of the Fine Arts&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Florence Nightingale&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/17926052091</link><guid>http://allowmetoshare.tumblr.com/post/17926052091</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 22:43:29 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
