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What
moves you?Hmm: Excellent writing moves me, dogs, cats, looking into the eyes of a
dead mouse, the legendary Big Guy Sarge, Born on the Fourth of July (the book-incredibly
powerful), Shorty, Zeus, Lord of the Rings, WWF, The Oddysey/Illiad, Jesse
"thebody/mind" Ventura, pigs, Axl, my Pontiac Firebird, death....Terry Goodkind,
Beagles, Homer, and every animal I have ever had.
Mick, 30
Chicago, IL
USA
All of the love and beauty that can be found
in everyday life, if we just look. To see these things, everyday, is to be overwhelmed by
emotion and therefore to be moved.
Angela, 16
Aiken, SC
USA
Various people, good music, some tragedies
that make the news, but on the whole I don't get moved that much.
Shanna, 15
Cardiff ENGLAND
Anything (movie, music, person, writing,
nature, an outside force) that reminds me that I'm part of something bigger and links me
to others lives. Individuals or people working to change the world always instills me with
awe.
Felicia, 35
Lowell, MA
USA
My feet, sometimes my car.
Emotionally, sunrises, sunsets, unexpected glimpses of
Mount Hood, for the awesome beauties of nature. The smile of a baby for its promise of
hope in the future. Unsolicited gestures of love.
Jane, 60
West Linn, OR
USA
All together now: U-Haul.
Real answer: The pain of those who don't feel like screaming.
Alias Irrelevante
Hmm... let's see here: the ocean, sunsets,
walking in the rain, talking to a good friend, being with my family, MUSIC (thats a big
one), parties with my friends etc. etc. etc.... music is probably the biggest one...
especially if I hear a good song at a party... I mean, its like I can feel it going
through me or something. I dunno, there's just something about parties and my music that
really move me. That made a whole lot of sense, huh?
Jeremy, 13
Highlands Ranch, CO USA
I can't think of anything because the song
"Wild Thing" has gotten stuck in my head.
etoile, 20
Washington, DC USA
A piece of music that takes me to
another place every time I hear it. My daughter's
smile. Having my fiance tell me wonderful things about myself, for no reason at all - just
out of the blue. The way people seem to overlook all their disagreements and work together
during a tragedy. Movies that I can personally relate to. Dark clouds that come in fast
and low just before a big thunderstorm. Any sort of personal triumph, no matter how big or
small. Reminiscing about how simple and lovely my early childhood was.
Fisch, 45
Preston, CT
USA
People. People move me when they do things
from the heart. In a day where so many are self-centred, it is amazing(moving) when people
take time out,just to help another out. It moves heart to a flutter.
Fish, 40
Port Dover CANADA
My car. Sorry. Couldn't pass it by.
Beautiful skies
Well written prose and poetry.
The mystery of the Eucharist.
The immensity of God's love for me.
Laura, 36
Lowell, MA
USA
A large, hungry tiger running in my
direction moves me. Just kidding. A single, solitary daisy blowing in the wind by itself
in a vast prarie under a deep twilight sky. Maybe.
Talia, 23
Wilton, CT
USA
The ability of my dog Captain Z to
walk up three flights of stairs for another beer with
complete disregard for how messed up he is.
A-Dog, 18
McMinnville, OR USA
Bone and muscle? Good intentions and selfish
whims? U-Haul? The question isn't clear to me.
Jill, 60
Saylorsburg, PA USA
THe thought that life doesn't last forever
and so, I better get my butt in gear and do the things that I want to do in life.
Jason, 21
Oneanta, NY
USA
Physically or mentally? I don't know. Stuff.
Karen, 21
Marshelltown/Ames, IA USA
I saw the
Joy Luck Club yesterday, and the profound relationships moved me. Whenever someone does
something simple and nice for someone else, like offer to carry something of theirs, or
picks up a tab when you're a few bucks short -- it's just thoughtful.
Katie2, 18
Detroit, MI
USA
Love.
Eric, 18
Beverly Hills, CA USA
When I read my answer over, it
sounds TERRIBLY corny...but it's true.So here goes...It
is a May morning, a clear, sunny day with temperatures in the 70's. I am walking through a
meadow studying the butterflies when I look up to see a warbler singing his or her heart
out. A lump forms in my throat and tears well up in my eyes. I whisper a silent prayer of
gratitude and am so glad to be alive. This scenario, which I have been fortunate enough to
experience nearly every year, "moves" me.
Reba, 51
Rockville, MD
USA
uh. . .
.a bus, my feet, my bowels(once again. . ..)
mothmc, 36
Los Angeles, CA USA
Music (to
dance, sing, cry, laugh, remember), my friends, stories, poems, lots of stuff...
Sarah S., 17
Ithaca, NY
USA
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