#lit

There have been times I have thought some dreams should never be dreamt, but I would hate a world where that was true. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#city #contemporary-fiction #contemporary-literarture #downtown #dream

We, all who live, have A life that is lived And another life that is thought, And the only life we have It's the one that is divided In right or wrong. ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#duality #life #poetry #thoughts #dreams

It's hard to spend years at a time working in total solitude with no reality-check. ↗

— Russell Banks

#solitude #spend #time #total #working

As in all infant sciences, the universal habit of the human mind - to take a partial or local truth, generalise it unduly and try to explain a whole field of nature in its narrow terms - runs riot here (in psychoanalysis). Moreover, the exaggeration of the importance of suppressed sexual complexes is a dangerous falsehood. ↗

— Sri Aurobindo

#psychoanalysis #psychology #sexuality #subconscious #yoga

Political liberty, the peace of a nation, and science itself are gifts for which Fate demands a heavy tax in blood! ↗

— Honore de Balzac

#demands #fate #gifts #heavy #itself

Power is action; the electoral principle is discussion. No political action is possible when discussion is permanently established. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

#action #discussion #electoral #established #permanently

Small natures require despotism to exercise their sinews, as great souls thirst for equality to give play to their heart. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

#equality #exercise #give #great #great souls

I get stubborn and dig in when people tell me I can't do something and I think I can. It goes back to my childhood when I had problems in school because I have a learning disability. ↗

— Ann Bancroft

#because #childhood #dig #disability #get

Publicity gets more than a little tiring. You want it, you need it, you crave it, and you're scared as hell when it stops. ↗

— Joseph Barbera

#gets #hell #little #more #need

There were silences in my head. I could abandon myself completely to the pleasure of multiple relationships, to the beauty of the day, to the joys of the day. It was as if a cancer in me had ceased gnawing me. The cancer of introspection. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#beauty