"I smile, take her hand. A warmth and a chill roll through my body they settle softly they linger they scare me. I feel very close to Brooke, strong with her hand in mine, invincible to the rest of the world, but fragile to her, vulnerable to her, she could hurt me, nothing else but she could hurt me."
"I feel weak fragile vulnerable. She could hurt me. I'm close to her. I'm scared. She could hurt me. I can feel her heart beat, I can feel my heart beat, she could hurt me. I can't go through with this she could hurt me. I can't handle anymore, any more she could hurt me."
"I know my problems are nothing. I know I have been through worse. I know my problems are miniscule and pathetic compared to otehr problems inthe World. I know I should get the fuck over them and deal. Knowing, however, doesn't make a difference. If anything, knowing just makes me feel stupid, feel weak, feel worse."
"If what you see don't move you, make you smile, make you happy, make you feel something, then fuck it, don't buy it."
"a second of freedom is worth more than a lifetime of bondage"
"Are you ready?
For what?
God, beauty, love. Perfection in multiple forms."
"As I walk away my legs give. I fall I can't get up I can't move I sit on the grass and I sob uncontrollably sob uncontrollably sob uncontrollably sob."
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The Learners by Chip Kidd
"Now I'm trying to decide what kind of face the potato chip should have. That's always the question. Everything's a question."
"He looked over at a small table in the corner I hadn't noticed before. It was smudged with ink and dotted with mummified bits of masking tape and it was all I ever wanted and its beauty mocked me."
"I could feel it: everything he sketched, penciled, inked, made--was a payment, one he could scarcely afford, as if it physically hurt him to put pencil to paper. Yet that only seemed to spur him on, to live far beyond his means. He was unable not to. For Sketch, to draw was to breathe, and so the air became lead--silvery in the right light, dark soot in the wrong; heavy, slick, and malleable--into shapes he brought together in glorious orchestration, with a child's eye and a rocket scientist's precision, all fortified by a furious melancholy."
"Go ahead and slouch. Life is short, now you are, too."
"Antisappointment. Anticipation colliding head-on with the certainty of its own doom."
"Risks are risky things."
"He looked over at a small table in the corner I hadn't noticed before. It was smudged with ink and dotted with mummified bits of masking tape and it was all I ever wanted and its beauty mocked me."
"I could feel it: everything he sketched, penciled, inked, made--was a payment, one he could scarcely afford, as if it physically hurt him to put pencil to paper. Yet that only seemed to spur him on, to live far beyond his means. He was unable not to. For Sketch, to draw was to breathe, and so the air became lead--silvery in the right light, dark soot in the wrong; heavy, slick, and malleable--into shapes he brought together in glorious orchestration, with a child's eye and a rocket scientist's precision, all fortified by a furious melancholy."
"Go ahead and slouch. Life is short, now you are, too."
"Antisappointment. Anticipation colliding head-on with the certainty of its own doom."
"Risks are risky things."
Ceremony by Leslie Marmon Silko
"He was familiar with that hollow feeling. He remembered it from the nights after they had buried his mother, when he stuffed the bed covers areound his stomach and close to his heart, hugging the blankets into the empty space of loss, regret for things which could not be changed."
"It took only one person to tear away the delicate strands of the web, spilling the rays of sun into the sand, and the fragile world would be injured."
"He was lost somewhere, deep beneath the surface of his own body and consciousness, swimming away from all his life before that hour."
"It took only one person to tear away the delicate strands of the web, spilling the rays of sun into the sand, and the fragile world would be injured."
"He was lost somewhere, deep beneath the surface of his own body and consciousness, swimming away from all his life before that hour."
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
"He played with the idea and grew wilful; tossed it into the air and transformed it; let it escape and recaptured it; made it irridescent with fancy, and winged it with paradox."
"I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter , and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. My God, Harry, how I worship her!"
"The girl laughed again. The joy of a caged bird was in her voice. Her eyes caught the melody and echoed it in radiance: then closed for a moment, as though to hide their secret. When they opened, the mist of a dream had passed across them."
"You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream."
"I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter , and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. My God, Harry, how I worship her!"
"The girl laughed again. The joy of a caged bird was in her voice. Her eyes caught the melody and echoed it in radiance: then closed for a moment, as though to hide their secret. When they opened, the mist of a dream had passed across them."
"You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream."
First Post
A few random quotes to start this off:
"Do not overlook tiny good actions thinking thaty are of no benefit; even tiny drops of water in the end will fill a huge vessel.
Do not overlook negative actions merely because they are small; however small a spark may be, it can burn down a haystack as big as a mountain." .....................................The Buddha
"Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian."...................................Shari R. Barr
"Perhaps souls are like prisms. Prisms that allow us to see clearly into the soul of another and, at the same time, recognize our own glorious light."..........Stained by Jennifer Richard Jacobson
"Sometimes I get the feeling the whole world is against me, but deep down I know that's not true. Some smaller countries are neutral.".................................Unknown
"Let none turn over books, or roam the stars in quest of God, who sees him not in man."..................Johann Kaspar Lavater (Swiss Poet)
"Barns burnt down
now
I can see the moon.".......................Masahide
"The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me."..........Ayn Rand
"Roads are for journeys, not destinations."...............................Anna and the King
"Do not overlook tiny good actions thinking thaty are of no benefit; even tiny drops of water in the end will fill a huge vessel.
Do not overlook negative actions merely because they are small; however small a spark may be, it can burn down a haystack as big as a mountain." .....................................The Buddha
"Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian."...................................Shari R. Barr
"Perhaps souls are like prisms. Prisms that allow us to see clearly into the soul of another and, at the same time, recognize our own glorious light."..........Stained by Jennifer Richard Jacobson
"Sometimes I get the feeling the whole world is against me, but deep down I know that's not true. Some smaller countries are neutral.".................................Unknown
"Let none turn over books, or roam the stars in quest of God, who sees him not in man."..................Johann Kaspar Lavater (Swiss Poet)
"Barns burnt down
now
I can see the moon.".......................Masahide
"The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me."..........Ayn Rand
"Roads are for journeys, not destinations."...............................Anna and the King
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