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If I could go back I'd take our worst days Even our worst days are better Than loneliness
At age 21, Porter lost his mother to cancer, but only after she enjoined him from her death bed to "Sing, baby, sing!"
by Sam Brown
The Buddha always told his disciples not to waste their time and energy in metaphysical speculation. Whenever he was asked a metaphysical question, he remained silent. Instead, he directed his disciples toward practical efforts. Questioned one day about the problem of the infinity of the world, the Buddha said, “Whether the world is finite or infinite, limited or unlimited, the problem of your liberation remains the same.” Another time he said, “Suppose a man is struck by a poisoned arrow and the doctor wishes to take out the arrow immediately. Suppose the man does not want the arrow removed until he knows who shot it, his age, his parents, and why he shot it. What would happen? If he were to wait until all these questions have been answered, the man might die first.” Life is so short. It must not be spent in endless metaphysical speculation that does not bring us any closer to the truth.
-Thich Nhat Hanh (via radveganxz)
Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.
Sigmund Freud (via purplebuddhaproject)
Hey, fuck you, I can never love anyone again
Severin Roesen - Still Life with Fruit, 1852
“This next song is about pain, it's called ‘Love, Hate, Love’“
“The Gang Runs for Office”
The Godfather (1972)