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Where some people have a self, most people have a void, because they are too busy in wasting their vital creative energy to project themselves as this or that, dedicating their lives to actualizing a concept of what they should be like rather than actualizing their potentiality as a human being.
Bruce Lee’s never-before-revealed letters to himself about the measure of success and what it means to live an authentic life, written shortly before his death. (via explore-blog)
http://iglovequotes.net/
Simone de Beauvoir on the constellation of chance and choice that makes us who we are – wonderful read.
A song for those nights that seem like they’d last forever:
On a Sunday evening I’m
looking back over all the years
and where I’ve been
Looking at old photographs
I’m remember
you were right there,
and you have been ever since
With every page that turns
I see your faithfulness
Oh the mountain where I climbed
The valley where I fell
You were there all along
That’s the story I’ll tell
You brought the pieces together
Made me this storyteller
Now I know it is well, it is well
That’s the story I’ll tell
There were some nights that felt like
They would last forever
But you kept me breathing
You were with me right then
And all that you have done for me
I could never hold it in
So here’s to me telling this story
Over and over again
Oh the mountain where I climbed
The valley where I fell
You were there all along
That’s the story I’ll tell
You brought the pieces together
Made me this storyteller
Now I know it is well, it is well
That’s the story I’ll tell
You hold the broken
You hear my every cry, every cry
My eyes are open
I know that it is well, it is well
Oh the mountain where I climbed
The valley where I fell
You were there all along
That’s the story I’ll tell
You brought the pieces together
Made me this storyteller
Now I know it is well, it is well
That’s the story I’ll tell
For years and years and years I’ll tell
That’s the story I’ll tell
Fall in love with someone’s mind. Fall in love with the way they think. The most powerful thing is, to make love to someone’s mind.
Evelynne Chotia (via wnq-writers)
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In Praise of Shadows – beautiful 1933 read on Japanese aesthetics, the wisdom of darkness, and why every technology is a technology of thought.
Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via booksqouted)