Famous Quotes Ipsum

. I always give myself such very good advice, but i very seldom follow it. there is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear. all humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual. to live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. life is a struggle, but there's hope and beauty in the world. even though a lot of our songs are dark, there's oftentimes the strain of 'but we're powerful as individuals and we're loved and we're good and the things we struggle with are the things that teach us the most and help us to grow.' in the end, that's what matters..

So much of what i see reminds me of something i read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? writers aren't people exactly. or, if they're any good, they're a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. it's like actors, who try so pathetically not to look in mirrors. who lean backward trying--only to see their faces in the reflecting chandeliers. truth is a deep kindness that teaches us to be content in our everyday life and share with the people the same happiness. it is not upon you alone the dark patches fall. even for me life had its gleams of sunshine. the things we forget may as well never have happened, but she had many memories, both real and illusory, and that was like living twice. she used to tell her faithful friend, the sage tao chi'en, that her memory was like the hold of the ship where they had come to know one another: vast and somber, bursting with boxes, barrels, and sacks in which all of the events of her life were jammed. awake it was difficult to find anything in that chaotic clutter, but asleep she could, just as mama fresia had taught her in the gentle nights of her childhood, when the contours of reality were as faint as a tracery of pale ink. she entered the place of her dreams along a much traveled path and returned treading very carefully in order not to shatter the tenuous visions against the harsh light of consciousness. she put as much store in that process as others put in numbers, and she so refined the art of remembering that she could see miss rose bent over the crate of marseilles soap that was her first cradle. a life of self-indulgence, if led with a whole heart, may also bring a certain wisdom. years ago i discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down..

When i get a little money, i buy books; and, if any is left, i buy food and clothes. poetry does not necessarily have to be beautiful to stick in the depths of our memory. poets . . . create from the very depths of the collective unconscious, voicing aloud what others only dream. i am a woman committed to / a politics / of transliteration, the methodology / of a mind / stunned at the suddenly / possible shifts of meaning - for which / like amnesiacs / in a ward on fire, we must / find words / or burn it is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it. it is not upon you alone the dark patches fall. my religion is very simple. my religion is kindness. janis joplin taught me about passion. there is something very wonderful in music. words are wonderful enough; but music is even more wonderful. it speaks not to our thoughts as words do; it speaks straight to our hearts and spirits, to the very core and root of our souls. music soothes us, stirs us up; it puts noble feelings in us; it melts us to tears; we know not how - it is a language by itself, just as perfect, in its way, as speech, as words. a bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. the flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. a wizard is never late. nor is he early. he arrives precisely when he means to..