#letter

It crossed my mind that my letters are all about me and not you. I would hope that you pay me the same respect. ↗

— Bill Callahan

#relationships #respect

I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#born #die #empty #letter #mountain

I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-s-letter-to-clary #devotion

Most of my friends like words too well. They set them under the blinding light of the poem and try to extract every possible connotation from each of them, every temporary pun, every direct or indirect connection - as if a word could become an object by mere addition of consequences. Others pick up words from the streets, from their bars, from their offices and display them proudly in their poems as if they were shouting, "See what I have collected from the American language. Look at my butterflies, my stamps, my old shoes!" What does one do with all this crap? ↗

— Jack Spicer

#poetry #words #poetry-quotes

I often get letters, quite frequently, from people who say how they like the programmes a lot, but I never give credit to the almighty power that created nature. ↗

— David Attenborough

#created #credit #frequently #get #give

Aside from sales, the letters from readers have been primarily positive. ↗

— Jean M. Auel

#been #letters #positive #primarily #readers

There are many members of parliament present here who know as well as I do that, if a man has not already been converted, it will require a great deal more than a letter of appeal to achieve conversion. ↗

— Fredrik Bajer

#already #appeal #been #conversion #converted

There is only one situation I can think of in which men and women make an effort to read better than they usually do. It is when they are in love and reading a love letter. ↗

— Mortimer Adler

#effort #i #i can #letter #love

I would have answered your letter sooner, but you didn't send one. ↗

— Goodman Ace

#i #letter #send #sooner #would

Why are our days numbered and not, say, lettered? ↗

— Woody Allen

#lettered #numbered #our #say #why