February 2012
17 posts
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
– Vladimir Nabokov
We can’t behave like people in novels, though, can we?
– Edith Wharton
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love...
– Charles Bukowski
Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then...
– Karen Marie Moning
She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
– Neil Gaiman
Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by...
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...
January 2012
11 posts
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)
So long as we have failed to eliminate any of the causes of human despair, we do...
– Antonin Artaud
Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Do not be afraid.
– Frederick Buechner
We are not nouns, we are verbs. I am not a thing — an actor, a writer — I am a...
– Stephen Fry
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never...
– Richard Dawkins
Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s.
– Anais Nin
December 2011
10 posts
I am angry and curious. These two things propel me forward.
– Henry Rollins.
The more I learn about this country, the more I think I should live somewhere...
– Hunter S. Thompson
November 2011
9 posts
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control...
– Jack Kerouac
We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking...
– Anthony Hopkins
All men dream: but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses...
– T. E. Lawrence
I am a part of all whom I have met.
– Alfred Lord Tennyson
October 2011
6 posts
How embarrassing to be human.
– Kurt Vonnegut
I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on...
– Harun Yahya
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
– J.D. Salinger