January 2012
9 posts
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Whatever you want in life, start today.
Not tomorrow - today.
Let it be a...
– Jonathan Lockwood Huie (via liketheopensea)
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...
– Neil Gaiman (via light-essence)
December 2011
9 posts
By my intimacy with nature I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the...
– Henry David Thoreau
This is easy to lose track of in the big, crazy city sometimes. But so important to realign with.
Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via black-wolves)
Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all...
– Golda Meir (via liketheopensea)
Terésa
“You’re an artist, you know how beautiful the world is. I think the goal is to try and see how the meaning of it all is to just continually let it pass through you, which is a super active and difficult thing to do. The doubts and the dissatisfaction is all part of it, but I think there is a way out and, as an artist, in many ways you have a heads up because you can see the spaces in between...
Central Park (Listen To The Light) →
This sounds lovely
Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower
Quiet friend who has come so far,
feel how your breathing makes more space around you.
Let this darkness be a bell tower
and you the bell. As you ring,
what batters you becomes your strength.
Move back and forth into the change.
What is it like, such intensity of pain?
If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.
In this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your...
November 2011
2 posts
I’ve been married for five years. To the same woman. I’ve wanted to divorce her...
– Rob Delaney in his VICE column I Am Suing Kim Kardashian (via)
October 2011
7 posts
“More Bad Weather on the Way”
Steve Martin plays the banjo.
And my love only grows.
September 2011
3 posts
4 tags
I Would Live In Your Love
I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes, drawn down by each wave that recedes;
I would empty my soul of the dreams that have gathered in me,
I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul as it leads.
Sara Teasdale
August 2011
5 posts
Oh, the joys of travel! To feel the excitement of sudden departure, not always...
– Rilke Letter to a friend (via tefran)
Coming To This
We have done what we wanted.
We have discarded dreams, preferring the heavy industry
of each other, and we have welcomed grief
and called ruin the impossible habit to break.
And now we are here.
The dinner is ready and we cannot eat.
The meat sits in the white lake of its dish.
The wine waits.
Coming to this
has its rewards: nothing is promised, nothing is taken away.
We have no heart...
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are...
– Anais Nin (via clavicola)
July 2011
12 posts
The Rose Has Teeth
I was trying to play the twelve-bar blues with two bars.
I was trying to fill the room with a shocked and awkward color.
I was trying to limber your shuffle, the muscle wired to muscle.
I wanted to be a lucid hammer. I was trying to play
like the first mechanic asked to repair the first automobile.
Once, Piano, every man-made song could fit in your mouth.
But I was trying to play...
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June 2011
2 posts
April 2011
1 post