#river45

[leonmcgraw]

Now and then, from the deep, hidden river of life, great spirits in human form are thrown up; like semaphores in the night they warn of danger ahead.  But their appeal is in vain to those "abandoned but still burning locomotives" who hold to the rails.

No matter what a fiasco he made of his own life, oddly enough I believe that if he had been given the chance he would have made the world a better place to live in.  I believe that the dreamer, no matter how impractical he may appear to the man in the street, is a thousand times more capable, more efficient, than the so-called statesman.

He saw far beyond the hopes and dreams of ordinary men and statesmen alike.  He lacked the support of those very people who delight in accusing him of being the dreamer, the people who dream only when they fall asleep, never with eyes wide-open.  For the dreamer who stands in the very midst of reality all proceeds too slowly. - The Time of The Assassin (Henry Miller, 1946)

[leonmcgraw]

[leonmcgraw]

"When he was being aloof I’d impulsively try to trap him in an emotional gesture by hugging him, and he’d flip out of my arms. Ten minutes later he’d sneak up and hug me from behind. He wanted it to be his spontaneity, and more creative–he’d sidewind you, but you would consider yourself hugged."   (Alan Moyle)

[riverpheonixs]

"The river has taught me to listen, from it you will learn it as well. It knows everything, the river, everything can be learned from it." — Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha. 1970, 23rd August: Happy 45th Birthday, River Jude Phoenix. A playlist with songs that, somehow, reminds me of him. [listen]