August 2012
How sweet the past is, no matter how wrong, or how sad.
How sweet is...
– Charles Wright, from “The Southern Cross” (via litverve)
Entering the academic world:
egyptologifs:
Generally. Mostly happy, but sometimes questionable.
Mi caso es, en resumen, el siguiente: he perdido por completo la capacidad de...
– Hugo von Hofmannsthal, La carta de Lord Chandos (via wine-loving-vagabond)
If you saw her in these moments, you might think she was collecting her thoughts...
– The Pleasure of My Company by Steve Martin (via thechocolatebrigade)
Sobre eso no hay duda: es sincero con ella. Porque le cuenta cosas feas, cosas...
– Mario Benedetti
Gracias por el Fuego
(via quien-lo-diria)
Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via loveyourchaos)
Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been....
– Eve Ensler (via venula)
There are no wrong roads to anywhere.
– Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth (via liquidnight)
Wonder. Go on and wonder.
– William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury (via showslow)
Awakening begins when a person realizes that they are going nowhere and they do...
– George Gurdjieff (via crashinglybeautiful)
Those who do not laugh, do not learn at all.
– Laozi | Tao Te Ching (via blogut)
A Poet Reflects: “I look at my past life as at a... →
apoetreflects:
“I look at my past life as at a field lit up by the sun when it breaks through the clouds, and I note with metaphysical astonishment how my most deliberate acts, my clearest ideas, and my most logical intentions were after all no more than congenital drunkenness, inherent madness, and huge…
The best teachers are those
who show you where to look,
but don’t tell you...
– Alexandra K.Trenfor (via karmaevolution)
Nobody can teach me who I am. You can describe parts of me, but who I am — and...
– Chinua Achebe (via pavorst)
Mythology of Blue: I am like one of those seeds... →
mythologyofblue:
I am like one of those seeds taken out of the Egyptian Pyramids, which, after being three thousand years a seed and nothing but a seed, being planted in English soil, it developed itself, grew to greenness, and then fell to mould. So I. Until I was twenty-five, I had no development at all. From my…
Imagine is a verb and imagination a noun, but imagining is not an action, and...
– Michael Lipsey (via stoicmike)
Everything is more beautiful
because we’re doomed.
You will never be lovelier...
– The Iliad, attributed to Homer (via oofpoetry)
apoetreflects:
“Secrets have such power in a soul like mine. Or let me put it this way: they are not even secrets. They are simply tales which have not been told. The teller needs the tale.”
—Michael Burkard, from My Secret Boat: A Notebook of Prose and Poems (W.W. Norton & Co., 1990)
apoetreflects:
“My whole life feels like a story. As if it is written by someone who is able to live only vicariously. I know the charge, the withdrawal, the utter inability to just be. If shoulders bruised from looking over one’s own, mine would have a continual bruise.”
—Michael Burkard, from My Secret Boat: A Notebook of Prose and Poems (W.W. Norton & Co., 1990)
apoetreflects:
“There’s a song I remember from before I was born, and it goes like a mouth that’s never been kissed, a big blue bowl with a marble in it that keeps rolling with no place to stop,
—Jan Richman, from “Parting the Waters” in Because the Brain Can Be Talked into Anything (Louisiana State University Press, 1995), winner of the 1994 Walt Whitman Award.
Between the word and the thought my being exists.
– Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life, trans. Idra Novey (via proustitute)
The 10 best closing lines of books – in pictures |... →
theantidote:
The most memorable literary payoffs, from the chilling to the poetic
Sad are only those who understand.
– Arab proverb
in other words, ignorance is bliss
(via idterab)
In the sun and in the rain
and in the day and in the night
pain is a flower...
– Charles Bukowski (via thehiddenabyss)
…the painful intensity of my sensations, even when they’re happy ones; the...
– (via journalofanobody)
I am more optimistic, both about reading and about books. There will always be...
– Julian Barnes, My Life as a Bibliophile
(via distantheartbeats)
“The Sonnets to Orpheus, Part Two, XII
Want the change. Be inspired by the...
– (via journalofanobody)
Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (via alfsaga)
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially...
– Vladimir Nabokov (via alfsaga)
I sometimes seem to myself to wander around the world merely accumulating...
– Vikram Seth (via alfsaga)
I’d woken up early, & I took a long time getting ready to exist.
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via alfsaga)