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Maybe all modern art was the strike of beauty against wealth, the artists mocking the collectors for their vain attempt to purchase the inimitable spirit of the artist. But what if you were cursed with both?
Jade Change, The Wangs vs. the World
let’s play
1. What did I love to do as a child?
2. When do I feel like my best self?
3. Where do I feel the happiest?
4. Who brings me joy and makes me feel loved and supported?
5. What do I value most in other people and myself?
6. When do I feel most joyful?
7. What inspiration, idea, or vision keeps coming to me?
8. When do I lose track of all time because I am so in tune with the task at hand?
9. Who inspires me with their passion and purpose?
10. What do I want to be known for?
11. If I could do anything in the world without worrying about time, money, or energy restrictions, what would I do?
12. When do I feel the most peace?
13. If I knew I was going to die in one year, what would I do, and how would I want to be remembered?
14. When do I feel the most authentic? What am I doing? Who am I with?
15. What message does my future self have for me?
16. Where does my mind drift when I daydream?
17. How do I want to feel?
18. What’s not working in my life?
19. When am I the most happy and free?
20. What do I do most naturally, with effortless ease?
21. What do I currently need in my life that I am not getting?
Here comes the sun and I say it’s alright
From reading so much poetry every day of my life. My favorite writers have been those who’ve said things well. I used to study Eudora Welty. She has the remarkable ability to give you atmosphere, character, and motion in a single line. In one line! You must study these things to be a good writer. Welty would have a woman simply come into a room and look around. In one sweep she gave you the feel of the room, the sense of the woman’s character, and the action itself. All in twenty words. And you say, How’d she do that? What adjective? What verb? What noun? How did she select them and put them together? I was an intense student. Sometimes I’d get an old copy of Wolfe and cut out paragraphs and paste them in my story, because I couldn’t do it, you see. I was so frustrated! And then I’d retype whole sections of other people’s novels just to see how it felt coming out. Learn their rhythm.
Ray Bradbury
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I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
...in the superlative degree of comparison only
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
As I ate the oysters… and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I… began to be happy.
Fire escape hangs, midnight lo mein and black coffee at sunrise
The long nights and early mornings when everything goes according to plan. Even though you don’t have one.
Just be fabulous and never make a single excuse about it xK
It's all messy: The hair. The bed. The words. The heart. Life.
Tomorrow calls for red lipstick and a large soy latte
Alice didn't find Wonderland
First thing, hold the glass up and examine the wine against the light. You're looking for colour and clarity. Just, get a sense of it... Now, tip it. What you're doing here is checking for colour density as it thins out towards the rim... Now, stick your nose in it. Don't be shy, really get your nose in there.
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To the ones who still believe in dreams: Chase them. Chase them till you're out of breath. Then, keep running.
The thing about chaos is that while it disturbs us, it too, forces our hearts to roar in a way we secretly find magnificent.
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worry less // live more
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have a hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day very difficult. Well said, E.B. White.. As we continue on, boats beating against the current, trying to bridge (merge!) the gap between reality and our dreams.. -KL
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“What we’ve said to the girls is, ‘If you guys ever decided you’re going to get a tattoo, then mommy and me will get the exact same tattoo in the same place. And we’ll go on YouTube and show it off as a family tattoo.’”