“A friend took me to the most amazing place the other day. It’s called the Augusteum. Octavian Augustus built it to house his remains. When the barbarians came they trashed it a long with everything else. The great Augustus, Rome’s first true great emperor. How could he have imagined that Rome, the whole world as far as he was concerned, would be in ruins. It’s one of the quietest, loneliest places in Rome. The city has grown up around it over the centuries. It feels like a precious wound, a heartbreak you won’t let go of because it hurts too good. We all want things to stay the same. Settle for living in misery because we’re afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins. Then I looked at around to this place, at the chaos it has endured – the way it has been adapted, burned, pillaged and found a way to build itself back up again. And I was reassured, maybe my life hasn’t been so chaotic, it’s just the world that is, and the real trap is getting attached to any of it. Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.”
—Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat Pray Love
July 2012
June 2012
“Intimacy means more than sex, as you know. It’s about the connection of souls. You are intimate when you are fully with another, no matter what. In fact, this has very little to do with that which is physical.”
—Neale Donald Walsch
“I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
—Sylvia Plath
californication
Red Hot Chili Peppers
“Californication” Red Hot Chili Peppers
“Man is now able to soar into outer space and reach up to the moon; but he is not moral enough to live at peace with his neighbor!”
—Sri Satya Sai Baba
A$AP Rocky - Ridin' (feat. Lana Del Rey)
A$AP Rocky
“My Bitch (feat. Lana Del Rey)” A$AP Rocky
ok.
69
I hate it:
waking up
in an empty room.
Lonely & alone,
I thrive only
on silence.
“It saddens me to see girls proudly declaring they’re not like other girls – especially when it’s 41,000 girls saying it in a chorus, never recognizing the contradiction. It’s taking a form of contempt for women – even a hatred for women – and internalizing it by saying, Yes, those girls are awful, but I’m special, I’m not like that, instead of stepping back and saying, This is a lie.
…
The real meaning of “I’m not like the other girls” is, I think, “I’m not the media’s image of what girls should be.” Well, very, very few of us are. Pop culture wants to tell us that we’re all shallow, backstabbing, appearance-obsessed shopaholics without a thought in our heads beyond cute boys and cuter handbags. It’s a lie – a flat-out lie – and we need to recognize it and say so instead of accepting that judgment as true for other girls, but not for you.” —I’m not like the other girls, Claudia Gray
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The real meaning of “I’m not like the other girls” is, I think, “I’m not the media’s image of what girls should be.” Well, very, very few of us are. Pop culture wants to tell us that we’re all shallow, backstabbing, appearance-obsessed shopaholics without a thought in our heads beyond cute boys and cuter handbags. It’s a lie – a flat-out lie – and we need to recognize it and say so instead of accepting that judgment as true for other girls, but not for you.” —I’m not like the other girls, Claudia Gray
You're sooo pretty!:) you went to warped tour yesterday?:)
thank youuuu. yeah, i did.
“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
—Carl Jung
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“The first thing is to accept life as it is. Accepting it, desires disappear, tensions disappear, discounted disappears; one starts feeling very joyfull—and for no reason at all.”
—Osho
“I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?… I don’t know the answer, I know only that I can’t. I don’t want any more vicissitudes, I don’t want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.”
—Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
—Carl Jung
“Perhaps I’m being unfair to you,” he said, still not sounding like himself.” My feeling must be of the species they call passion…One thing I know for sure: without you it’s the end of me, and with you it’s also the end. It makes no difference where you are: far or near, you’re always present. I also know that I could hate you a good deal more than I could love you…I’m sorry that I had to fall in love with someone like you.”
—Fyodor Dostoevsky
“A lady will eat like a bird. A lady will look like a bird, fragile boned and powerful when in flight, lifting weightless into the air. We feign disinterest and laugh, and creep into the kitchen some nights, a triangle of light spilled on the floor from the fridge, shoveling cold casseroles, ice cream, jelly, cheese into our mouths, swallowing without chewing as we listen to the steady, echoing tisk-tisk-tisk of the clock. I have done this. Millions of people have done this. There is an empty space in many of us that gnaws at our ribs and cannot be filled by any amount of food. There is a hunger for something, and we never quite know what it is, only that it is a hunger, so we eat. One cannot deny the bodily response to starvation, and that is part of the reason, some nights, I sat in the basement of the dorms, locked in a bathroom, watching myself in the mirror as I stuffed candy bars, chips, vending machine anything into my mouth, and then threw up. There is also a larger, more ominous hunger, and I was and am not alone in sensing it. It squirms under the sternum, clawing at the throat”
—Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia
“This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.”
—
Gary Provost
This might be my favourite quote on writing ever.
I Want to Be Bad
Helen Kane
“I Want to Be Bad” Helen Kane
“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”
—Franz Kafka
Sodom, South Georgia
Iron And Wine
“Sodom, South Georgia” Iron & Wine
“Ah, but your absence, the physically felt silence of your hands.”
—Boris Pasternak in a letter to Marina Tsvetayeva, May 19, 1926
the first hardest decision is deciding on whether or not you want to get into the shower
the second hardest decision is deciding when you should get out of the shower
Ain't No Sunshine
Bill Withers
“Ain’t No Sunshine” Bill Withers
“We slept when we were tired and if we woke the other one woke too so one was not alone. Often a man wished to be alone and a girl wished to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others.”
—Ernest Hemingway
Only Hope (Switchfoot)
“Only Hope” Switchfoot
Sing to me of the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing
and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
“I am driven by two main philosophies, know more about the world than I knew yesterday and lessen the suffering of others. You’d be surprised how far that gets you.”
—Neil deGrasse Tyson
“What wisdom can you find that is greater than kindness?”
—Jean Jacques Rousseau
I have an ocean inside me;
and so do you&when we meet we kiss so deep&wet
