Deeply, he felt the love for the run-away in his heart, like a wound, and he felt at the same time that this wound had not been given to him in order to turn the knife in it, that it had to become a blossom and had to shine. , the wound was not blossoming… Continue reading Hermann Hesse
If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery—isolation.… Continue reading Charles Bukowski
Faith, is the road that goes straight past the gravel, and cloud-mesh dirt into a mirage, where still you believe to go straight, and when you finally catch up with it, it ends at a lake where you stretch your eyes across, but unable to glimpse the other side- so you jump in and swim,… Continue reading Anthony Liccione
All the secrets of the world are contained in books. Read at your own risk. ― Lemony Snicket
There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion. ― Edgar Allan Poe
Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them. ― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations. (Penguin Classics, October 31, 2006) Originally published 180 C.E
Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping. ― Oscar Wilde
