At the first sign of indifference or lack of enthusiasm, take note! The only preventative against this disease is the realization that the soul suffers, suffers greatly, when we force it to live superficially. The soul loves all things beautiful and deep. ~ P.Coelho "Winner Stands Alone"
Even if you’re doing the same thing over and over, you need to discover something new, fantastic, and unbelievable that went unnoticed the time before. ~ P.Coelho "Winner Stands Alone"
...and yet letting go is what we are struggling to do over and over again.
"You have to be an artist and a madman, a creature of infinite melancholy, with a bubble of hot poison in your loins and a super-voluptuous flame aglow in your subtle spine (oh, how you have to cringe and hide!), in order to discern at once, by ineffable signs—the slightly feline outline of a cheekbone, the slenderness of a downy limb, and other indices which despair and shame and tears of tenderness forbid me to tabulate—the deadly little demon among the wholesome children; she stands unrecognized by them and unconscious herself of her fantastic power." ~ Lolita, V. Nabokov
These days I have learned to appreaciate sunset and sunrise without going to sleep in between; I have learned to never let go of positive thoughts -- no-mater-what! I have learnt to appreciate friendships and living with this furry little thing called naivety. I have learned that between always and never is the state of sometimes...
"What I have learned (..) is that it really does not matter one bit what the cause of your pain, aggression or general attitude problem is. Disappointing childhood? Join the queue. String of failed relationshops? You're not the only one. Awkward cultural background? Honey, I'm Jewish. Cry me a fucking river. No, it doesn't matter what got you fucked up. You might think it does, and spend decades (not to mention tens of thousands of pounds) in talking therapies of every stripe, dissecting the ins-and-outs of your inner child and why your life and relationships are so fucked up. But in the end, why bother? Why not just change today, and get un-fucked-up already? Or, to give the concept a little more historical and philosophical gravitas, there is a well-known saying attributed to Abraham Lincoln that people are usually about as happy as they make up their minds to be. It is the truth. You, too, are not incapable of happiness. If there is a chemical, physiological reason why you are unhappy, then huzzah, we live in an age where these things can and should be sorted out, thank you very much NHS. And once you have done that, you can just choose to leave the rest behind. Or, to attach some religious gravitas to the concept, do the Buddhist thing and let it go." ~ Belle de Jour
"I believe laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing; kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles" ~ Audrey Hepburn
The world is not comprehensible, but it is embraceable: through the embracing of one of its beings. ~ M. Buber
Every morning I shall concern myself anew about the boundary Between the love-deed-Yes and the power-deed-No And pressing forward honor reality. We cannot avoid Using power, Cannot escape the compulsion To afflict the world, So let us, cautious in diction And mighty in contradiction, Love powerfully.
Today I rediscover the beauty of choosing, of making big things into little things and otherwise. It's about how much you challenge yourself, how much you learn and let yourself grow. Don't wish it was easier, wish you were better! If you limit your choices only to what seems possible or reasonable, you disconnect yourself from what you truly want, and all that is left is compromise, don't you think?!
“I thought about life, about my life, the embarrassments, the little coincidences, the shadows of alarm clocks on bedside tables, I thought about my small victories and everything I’d seen destroyed. I’d swum through mink coats on my parents’ bed while they hosted downstairs, I’d lost the only person with whom I could have spent my only life, I’d left behind a thousand tonnes of marble from which I could have released sculptures, I could have released myself from the marble of myself, I’d experienced joy, but not nearly enough, could there be enough? The end of suffering does not justify the suffering…” ~ Jonathan Safran Foer
well,” said pooh, “what i like best — ” and then he had to stop and think. because although eating honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.
I want people to know that almost everything that concerns them in their daily lives is of no consequence whatsoever. Nothing and nobody is really important, so people, realising that, should get on with their lives, go mad, take their clothes off, jump in the canal, jump into one of those supermarket trolleys, race ‘round the supermarket and steal Mars bars and, y’know, kiss kittens and sit on the back of bread vans. Whatever makes people happy they should just do it, ‘cos time is a mere scratch and life is nothing. ~ Morrissey