Famous Quotes Ipsum

Youth is wasted on the young. a book is a present you can open again and again. words mean more than what is set down on paper - it takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning. i often wonder: suppose we could begin life over again, knowing what we were doing? suppose we could use one life, already ended, as sort of a rough draft for another? i think that every one of us would try, more than anything else, not to repeat himself, at the very least he would rearrange his manner of life, he would make sure of rooms like these, with flowers and light... 'the horror of that moment,' the king went on,' i shall never, never forget!'<p> when christ said: "i was hungry and you fed me," he didn't mean only the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. jesus himself experienced this loneliness. he came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. the same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by. every human being in that case resembles christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that's real hunger..

Art teaches nothing but the significance of life. i could lay here and read all night. i am not able to fall asleep without reading. you have that time when your brain has nothing constructive to do so it rambles. i fool my brain out of that by making it read until it shuts off. i just think it's best to do something right up until you fall asleep. 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. fame lost its appeal for me when i went into a public restroom and an autograph seeker handed me a pen and paper under the stall door..

Tolerating blind obedience in the name of patriotism or religion ultimately takes our lives. once you are real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. i am not quite sure how writing changes things, but i know that it does. it is indirect - like the trails of earthworms aerating the earth. it is not always deliberate - like the tails of glowing dust dragged by comets. but it does have an effect on the cosmos. before things are written down they don't exist in quite the same way. the act of fixing them in words gives them a kind of currency that can be traded. the people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them. a warm smile is the universal language of kindness. besides, i didn't have anything to fear anymore. maybe all post-suicidals feel that way. it's really great - it gives you a real sense of, not bravery exactly, and not recklessness, quite, but something in between the two. if i'd survived my own best attempts at dying, it probably just wasn't in the cards for me to perish young. destiny is not what is already made; destiny is what we are making. many people think that we are in the hands of destiny, driven in whatever direction life desires or wills, but really, we are the masters of our destiny, especially from the moment we realize this fact. man is responsible for his rise and fall. i lay down on the parched ground and looked as hard as i could at the blue sky. i wanted to feel the sheerness of space, to somehow reach what was empty and quiet, to hold what was right beyond my grasp. i mean, even the most spiritual person loves to go shopping. as to the way i've spent my money, i think it has done credit to my emotions, and i don't regret it. on occasion, i have calculated things to a very fine point, but you may well cease hoping that i will ever be practical in the accepted sense. i would sooner die. surely a king who loves pleasure is less dangerous than one who loves glory. in a cruel and imperfect world, she was living proof that god could still create perfection. as we advance in life it becomes more and more difficult, but in fighting the difficulties, the inmost strength of the heart is developed. nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it. it is beautiful that our lives coincided for so long. all sanity is great madness, but the greatest madness of all is to live life the way it is, rather than as it should be. i must pack my short life full of interesting events and creative activity. philosophy and aesthetic contemplation are not enough. i intend to do everything possible to broaden my experiences and allow myself to reach the fullest development..