#i

Common men talk bagfuls of religion but do not practise even a grain of it. The wise man speaks a little, even though his whole life is religion expressed in action. ↗

— Ramakrishna

#life

There was something unmistakably exultant about the mess that Rosa had made. Her bedroom-studio was at once the canvas, journal, museum, and midden of her life. She did not “decorate” it; she infused it. ↗

— Michael Chabon

#mess #life

That didn't happen, of course. Things never happened like I imagined them. ↗

— John Green

#imagination

I recently read in the book My Stroke of Insight by brain scientist Jill Bolte Taylor that the natural life span of an emotion—the average time it takes for it to move through the nervous system and body—is only a minute and a half. After that we need thoughts to keep the emotion rolling. So if we wonder why we lock into painful emotional states like anxiety, depression, or rage, we need look no further than our own endless stream of inner dialogue. ↗

— Tara Brach

#emotions #spirituality #life

Every woman wants to be first to someone sometime in her life and that desire is the explanation for many strange things women do. ↗

— Eleanor Roosevelt

#life

Life is like a B-picture script. ↗

— Kirk Douglas

#life-metaphor #metaphor #life

Bruno withdrew from the field of history more resolutely than Vigo; that is why I prefer the former’s retrospect but the latter’s prospect. As an anarch, I am determined to go along with nothing, ultimately take nothing seriously – at least not nihilistically, but rather as a border guard in no man’s land, who sharpens his eyes and ears between the tides. ↗

— Ernst Jünger

#anarchy #ernst-jünger #history #nihilism #time

Ah, hell. His peripheral vision was working far too well tonight. His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-the-ass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all. The Cocksucker- With a wince, he thought maybe he should switch that insult to something a little farther away from what the two of them ... God, he couldn't even go there. Not if he wanted to breathe. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#heartache #quinn #vision

Authors like cats because they are such quiet, lovable, wise creatures, and cats like authors for the same reasons. ↗

— Robertson Davies

#because #cats #creatures #like #lovable

The political trend is always to be observed, partly as a spectacle, partly for one’s own safety. The liberal is dissatisfied with regime; the anarch passes through their sequence – as inoffensively as possible – like a suite of rooms. This is the recipe for anyone who cares more about the substance of the world than its shadow – the philosopher, the artist, the believer. ↗

— Ernst Jünger

#ernst-jünger #liberalism #politics #anarchism