November 8, 1912 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
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November 8, 1912 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
Charles Baudelaire, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Charles Baudelaire
Julia de Burgos, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems; “Where You Begin,”
E. E. Cummings, Poetry (February 1961)
E. E. Cummings, Poetry (February 1961)
The constellation of your birth is an ill and changing star.
C.G. Jung, from The Red Book; Liber Secundus, “The Conception of the God”
I think a lot of the stuff you post is something people read and kinda go like "oh yeah that's kinda deep and relatable" but has no substance if you gave it any more thought :(
what I post is just a door to open for more context, that's why I provide the author's credentials. of course you are not going to get the full gist taken out of context what sounds like deep and "like me". so, happy reading!
you're a precious
hidden diamond
sunken in the mud
Rumi, if you distance yourself
The pen cannot step into this court, and the ink gives no result but blackness.
Eric Hammond, The Splendour of God, 1909
Heart alone can communicate to heart the state of the knower (of divine secrets); this is not the work of a messenger, nor can this be contained in letters. On many points I keep silent because of my inability; to state them is beyond speech, and if I say them my words would be insufficient.
Eric Hammond, The Splendour of God, 1909
The moments of our life are not expendable, And the [possible] circumstances of death are beyond imagination.
The Tibetan Book of the Dead
i set the paper aside break my pen name myself silence
Rumi
Rumi
if you seek eternity don't fall asleep get into love's fire
Rumi
there was a time when my thought soared as a king or a time when i mourned like a prisoner those days are gone and i have promised not to take myself seriously again
Rumi
those eyes of yours teach me divine laws that love of yours makes my soul spark if i'm safe from evil eyes it's only because i'm blessed by your eyes
Rumi
all i've asked from you is you and you again
Rumi