“The first step — especially for young people with energy and drive and talent, but not money — the first step to controlling your world is to control your culture. To model and demonstrate the kind of world you demand to live in. To write the books. Make the music. Shoot the films. Paint the art.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via zarahlee)
the taste of cheesecake i ate last night how a cashmere cardigan feels on my skin how i wear my victoria’s secret lace tune the rain whispers to my soul the color of my dream i woke up to this morning the last six word entry in my journal where i wish to be at six pm what i wish for at this moment and where i keep my secrets…
“When I was young, I believed that life might unfold in an orderly way, according to my hopes and expectations. But now I understand that the Way winds like a river, always changing, ever onward… My journeys revealed that the Way itself creates the warrior; that every path leads to peace, every choice to wisdom. And that life has always been, and will always be, arising in Mystery.”—Socrates (via jadorelavie)
“Waking up was sheer delight for him: he always showed a naive & simple amazement at the discovery that he was back on earth; he was sincerely pleased.”—Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (via wearebasiclight)
I know I’ve said something along these lines before, but it bears repeating, always. People, from philosophers to politicians to church leaders to teenagers spend so much time trying to figure out what the right way to live is. But why does there have to be one way? Why is it so hard to imagine that maybe we all have different paths, and that’s how it’s supposed to work? Why are we so afraid of differences? Why do we try to homogenize everything? How incredibly boring would it be if we were all the same? If we all looked the same, had the same thoughts, the same interests? Books, stories, writing, reading, talking, listening would become obsolete. It would be the end of beautiful, late-night conversations of discovery, because what would there be to discover? Differences aren’t mistakes to be fixed. Differences are natural and beautiful. Who would want to live in a world of one type of plant? One color in the rainbow? One type of food? Why then, would anyone think that people are “supposed” to live the same lives as each other? Our humanity may tie us together, and that’s pretty special, but our differences are important and lovely and fantastic too. I hope you never leave behind your one, perfect, unique self to conform to what someone has told you you’re “supposed” to be. You’re supposed to be the person who you feel right as. So follow your bliss and live the life that makes you wake up every day feeling good and blessed and happy.
“A day and another day and the day before, and the library with the big boys on the shelves, old Dreiser, old Mencken, all the boys down there, and I went to see them, Hya Dreiser, Hya Mencken, Hya, hya: there’s a place for me, too, and it begins with B, in the B shelf, Arturo Bandini, make way for Arturo Bandini, his slot for his book, and I sat at the table and just looked at the place where my book would be, right there close to Arnold Bennett; not much that Arnold Bennett, but I’d be there to sort of bolster up the B’s, old Arturo Bandini, one of the boys, until some girl came along, some scent of perfume through the fuction room, some click of hugh heels to break up the monotony of my fame. Gala day, gala dream!”—
-Ask the Dust by John Fante
what aspiring writer hasn’t done this? I did it time and time and time again at Borders.
“The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go “No, I’m happy for you”? That’s when it’s really sad”—John Mayer (via loveesierra)