#graph

Read not the Times, read the Eternities. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#inspirational #newspapers #times #inspirational

I have seen the sea lashed into fury and tossed into spray, and its grandeur moves the soul of the dullest man; but I remember that it is not the billows, but the calm level of the sea, from which all heights and depths are measured. ↗

— President James A. Garfield - courtesy of Millard's "Destiny of the Republic"

#inspirational #speeches #inspirational

The features of character are carved out of adversity. ↗

— Rick Barnett

#biography #fiction #inspirational #memoir #romance

Above all, life for a photographer cannot be a matter of indifference ↗

— Robert Frank

#life

We regard the photograph, the picture on our wall, as the object itself (the man, landscape, and so on) depicted there. This need not have been so. We could easily imagine people who did not have this relation to such pictures. Who, for example, would be repelled by photographs, because a face without color and even perhaps a face in reduced proportions struck them as inhuman. ↗

— Ludwig Wittgenstein

#photography #imagination

Those who rule the world get so little opportunity to run about and laugh and play in it. ↗

— Stephen Fry

#book #fun #happiness #life #true

Through photography and image I have been afforded the privilege of sharing the stories and myths of people's lives with others. The process for me became self-revelatory. It was a process of soul-making, something all humans are engaged in, no matter their endeavor. I saw a part of myself in each person I photographed. I came to realize, through the alchemical process of living, that each life is important, no matter how little that life seems to offer. ↗

— J. Don Cook

#life #photography #life

In moments of exhaustion, I think for some reason of writing an autobiography--proper work for tired artists--but every autobiographer must secretly believe he has triumphed in life. Maybe, incidentally, this accounts for the paucity of women's autobiographies--they know better. ↗

— Arthur Miller

#life

Perhaps it’s that you can’t go back in time, but you can return to the scenes of a love, of a crime, of happiness, and of a fatal decision; the places are what remain, are what you can possess, are what is immortal. They become the tangible landscape of memory, the places that made you, and in some way you too become them. They are what you can possess and in the end what possesses you. ↗

— Rebecca Solnit

#love

This marriage had resulted from impulse: he had seen her on a high-flying swing at Tsarkoe Selo and her skirt, flared by the breeze, had exposed her ankles; he had proposed the following day. ↗

— Robert K. Massie

#nonfiction #royalty #russia #marriage