October 2011
5 posts
“I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no melancholy.”
– Charles Baudelaire
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be...”
– I posted this some time ago, but his passing reminded once again, how fleeting life is and how important it is to live life being true and without regrets.
“If a man has an apartment stacked to the ceiling with newspapers we call him...”
– (via eleventhour)
2 tags
“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to...”
– Charles Bukowski
September 2011
9 posts
1 tag
Heart strings (tendons) inside the human heart.
Source
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be...”
– Steve Jobs
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“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung...”
– C.S. Lewis
August 2011
2 posts
1 tag
July 2011
8 posts
June 2011
6 posts
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may...
it is at moments after i have dreamed of the rare entertainment of your eyes, when(being fool to fancy)i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise; at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile (it was through tears always)and silence moulds such strangeness as was mine a little while;
moments when my once more illustrious arms are filled with...
May 2011
12 posts
Explosions In The Sky//Your Hand In Mine
“We’d start slow, the way we always did, because the run, and the game, could go...”
– Sarah Dessen (The Truth about Forever)
The Awakening
A time comes in your life when you finally get it… When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere, the voice inside your head cries out - enough! Enough fighting and crying, or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and...
Watchsxpphire:
I saw the mirror staring back at me And it told me I’m a self machine It said I gave you these scars And I gave you these wounds I told you the false And I showed you the truth I saw the mirror staring back at me And it told me I’m a self machine Lonely robot in a wasteland rusting in a lonely harbour Lonely robot in a wasteland rusting in the harbour’s water I’m not a human...
“I want to be like water, I want to slip through fingers but hold up a ship.”
– Michelle Williams
April 2011
9 posts
Where in life we do everything we can to avoid anxiety, in art we must pursue it. This is difficult. Everything in our life and culture, regardless of our background, is dragging us away. Still, there is this sense of something imminent. And what is imminent, we find, is neither the past nor the future, but simply - the next ten minutes.
Morton Feldman
