“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”
— Neil Gaiman (via bookporn)
“All the world’s major religions, with their emphasis on love, compassion, patience, tolerance, and forgiveness can and do promote inner values. But the reality of the world today is that grounding ethics in religion is no longer adequate. This is why I am increasingly convinced that the time has come to find a way of thinking about spirituality and ethics beyond religion altogether.”
— His Holiness The 14th Dalai Lama (via psychedelicmandala)
“It is not violence but muscle—the force to do— curled and bent and burning inside.
They deny it. Hide it. Rip it out with hammers and knives and guns, even crosses if they have to.
These are the signs of the beauty of men: set jaw, the shimmer of muscle eager to lift beyond any limit, lost
in the wild pleasure of motion. They will move the world with their own two hands, force it if they have to, doing what mere thought didn’t know had to be done.”
— The Beauty of Men - Kate Braid (via melmenetkwe)
“Love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away… and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast…. be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don’t torment them with your doubts and don’t frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn’t necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust…. and don’t expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via floralnymph)
(Source: creatingaquietmind)
“Zen is to have the heart and soul of a little child.”
— Takuan (via nirvikalpa)
(Source: bodhisattvaquotes)
“It is dangerous to leave written that which is badly written. A chance word, upon paper, may destroy the world. Watch carefully and erase, while the power is still yours, I say to myself, for all that is put down, once it escapes, may rot its way into a thousand minds, the corn become a black smut, and all libraries, of necessity, be burned to the ground as a consequence.”
— Excerpt from ‘Patterson’ by William Carlos Williams (via daydreamsonlooseleafpaper)
Siddhartha
“When someone is searching,” said Siddhartha, “then it might easily happen that the only thing his eyes still see is that what he searches for, that he is unable to find anything, to let anything enter his mind, because he always thinks of nothing but the object of his search, because he has a goal, because he is obsessed by the goal. Searching means: having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal.”
- Hermann Hesse (1877- 1962), Siddhartha
(Source: online-literature.com)
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“If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less, but to dream more, to dream all the time.”
— Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past (via denglishdeficit)
(Source: telegraphictransmissions)
“It’s a great place to grow up [Los Angeles] as a creator because there’s no intellectual hierarchy. I remember going to a party in New York about 35 years ago. They all called me Buck Rogers and Flash Gordon. I said, “You, ma’am, your name and phone number? And you, sir, your phone number? And you, sir?” And they said, “Why are you taking our phone numbers?” I said, “Because the night we land on the moon, you’re going to get called.” I was in London when we did. I called three of them, and when they answered I said, “Stupid son of a bitch,” and hung up.”
— Ray Bradbury, quoted in Newsweek (November 1998) (via Jesse Lanser)
(Source: theatlantic)
