“Don't tell me what I'm doing;
I don't want to know.”
Heavenly. Bright. Shining. Warming. Uplifting. Colorful. White.
Silence remains, inescapably, a form of speech.
“The mark which has dominated all my work is this longing for life, this sense of exclusion, which does not lessen but augments this love of life.”
The Dogs of War
Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.
Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?
"A proposta da imutabilidade é mais do que indecorosa: ela violenta um indivíduo. Ela propõe que continuemos a fazer o que foi feito no passado."
"A alma imoral" de Nilton Bonder
“The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it.”
“Freedom: To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing.”
Vision as reception
Vision as reflection
Vision as projection
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! She did depart!
Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
He took her with a sigh.
in the prairies of inner
and the work of the mission
and the poem of the work
and the stanza of the poem
and the group of the stanza
and the words of the group
and the letters of the word
and the least
loop of the letters...
- ZYGMUNT BAUMAN -Liquid Love is a love "until further notice", the love from the standard consumer goods: keep them as they bring you satisfaction and replace them with others that promise even more satisfaction. Love with a spectrum of immediate elimination and thus also of permanent anxiety, hovering above him. In its "net", love tries to replace quality for quantity - but this can never be done, as its practitioners sooner or later end up realizing. Remember that love is not a "found object" but a product of a long and often difficult effort and goodwill.
SMOKING IS BAD FOR YOU!
SMOKING IS BAD, FOR YOU!
SMOKING. IS. BAD. FOR YOU!
Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works. If it works big, others quickly copy it. Then you do something else. The trick is the doing something else.
Reasoning draws a conclusion, but does not make the conclusion certain, unless the mind discovers it by the path of experience.
"That's exactly how I feel," he exclaimed, speaking with extreme kindness and pressing me to him for comfort. "She's gone; she's lost to us for ever; so what does it matter now?" He bent over me, and when his face had touched mine I scarcely knew if it were wet with my tears or his own.
“She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.”
When all decent people are just going to bed, I must wake up. Sharp, and here's baby wide-eyed as a marigold. Yes, and you want to know what got me into this mess? Going to bed at ten o'clock, that's what. That spells ruin. T-E-N-space-O-apostrophe-C-l-O-C-K: ruin. Early to bed and you will wish you were dead. Bed before eleven, nuts before seven.'The little hours' Dorothy Parker
A forest bird never wants a cage.
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.
Age is something that doesn't matter, unless you are a cheese.
“You have been the one encounter in my life that can never be repeated”
“I love you so much that nothing can matter to me - not even you...Only my love, not your answer. Not even your indifference”
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Everything popular is wrong.
Give me two hours a day of activity, and I'll take the other twenty-two in dreams.
“A different language is a different vision of life.”
All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.
“To be great, be whole;
Because, first of all, they are a compendium of desires – contrasting, contradictory, impacted, immobilizing.The desire to become fully visible, to be seen (at last) as one is, to be honest, to be unmasked. The desire to hide, to be camouflaged. To be elsewhere. Other. The desire to impersonate someone else, but that is not other enough. The desire to escape from a merely human appearance: to be an animal, not a person, an object (stone? wood? metal? cloth?), not a person, to be done with personhood. The desire to be emblematic. Impervious to age and the distress of flesh. The desire to accede to the ruins of time, to be reconciled with the depredations of time, to become a ruin. The desire to punish the self. The desire to place no aim before that of gratifying it. The desire to dissolve the self into the world, the desire to reduce the world to matter, something one can inscribe oneself on, sink into, be saturated with. The desire to compete with one’s own image, to become image, artifact; art; form…The desire to be stripped down, to be naked, to be concealed, to disappear, to be only one’s skin, to mortify the skin, to petrify the body, to become fixed, to become dematerialized, a ghost, to become matter only, inorganic matter, to stop, to die.
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
Edgar Allan Poe
“I wanted the whole world or nothing.”
Edith Bouvier Beale:
if I want
“I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best.”
“I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don't you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and I'm satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.”
“I paint flowers so they will not die.”