“Loving this world, seeing the beauty in everything.
Appreciating every moment as a beautiful, wholly contained,
pearl of eternal nature, this is the world to me.
A never ending string of pearls…. every moment is in and of it’s self a life time,
and when we have affection and let ourselves experience life without expectation…
that is when the majesty of the world opens her petals to us…
And welcomes us home.”
— — Carlos Castaneda
An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
— Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami (via thechocolatebrigade)
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the world around
you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden
in the most unlikely places. Those who do not believe
in magic will never find it.
— Roald Dahl (via thechocolatebrigade)
We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.
— — The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundrera
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.
— — Janet Fitch
serenityoftherisingsun:
This is my favorite thing in the world to do.
Go on an adventure,
The feeling of being totally and completely alone
and just thinking.
(via imgfave)
In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.
— — Leo Tolstoy
Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.
— — Victor Hugo
Sometimes the Bible in the hand of one man is worse than a whisky bottle in the hand of (another)… There are just some kind of men who - who’re so busy worrying about the next world they’ve never learned to live in this one, and you can look down the street and see the results.
— — To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
— — John Keats
As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
— — Haruki Murakami
Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks. Or they are words on the air, composed of sounds and ideas—abstract, invisible, gone once they’ve been spoken—and what could be more frail than that? But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created.
— — Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman
If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.
— — Haruki Murakami
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.
— — Charles Bukowski
