#or

There was a perception of me, and I earned it because I was really intense, really gruff. I treated certain people poorly at times. It was because of who I was. It was almost my strength. I came in all business. I tried to find ways to fit in with that demeanor, but it's not easy. ↗

— Kirk Gibson

#because #business #came #certain #demeanor

I'll tell you what I did need to learn was tolerance, and I think I've been actually given a daily opportunity to practice that, and it's - it's - and I know that that sounds almost like a backhanded slap, and it is in a way because I haven't been successful at it every day. ↗

— Mel Gibson

#almost #because #been #daily #day

I wanted to live the inner life of every man I saw, look at the world through his eyes. ↗

— Aleksandr Kuprin

#every man #eyes #his #i #inner

Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing and learn as you go. ↗

— E. L. Doctorow

#go #learn #nothing #start #writing

If you look at the guys in the '70s, like Led Zeppelin, they had bigger planes than we do, they had more money. But they weren't singing about it. ↗

— Lenny Kravitz

#bigger #guys #had #led #led zeppelin

It's about giving the people what they want. So many people have told me that they've made love to my records so what I've delivered this time is an album about sex. Pretty much every song has that theme. Straight no chasers, it's booty music! ↗

— Tyrese Gibson

#album #booty #delivered #every #giving

The beautiful thing about my intelligence is that it doesn't really come in one specific department. So even if something hasn't happened to me, I have information on how to get you through whatever you may be going through. ↗

— Tyrese Gibson

#beautiful #beautiful thing #come #department #even

This is the great lesson the depressive learns: Nothing in the world is inherently compelling. Whatever may be really “out there” cannot project itself as an affective experience. It is all a vacuous affair with only a chemical prestige. Nothing is either good or bad, desirable or undesirable, or anything else except that it is made so by laboratories inside us producing the emotions on which we live. And to live on our emotions is to live arbitrarily, inaccurately—imparting meaning to what has none of its own. Yet what other way is there to live? Without the ever-clanking machinery of emotion, everything would come to a standstill. There would be nothing to do, nowhere to go, nothing to be, and no one to know. The alternatives are clear: to live falsely as pawns of affect, or to live factually as depressives, or as individuals who know what is known to the depressive. How advantageous that we are not coerced into choosing one or the other, neither choice being excellent. One look at human existence is proof enough that our species will not be released from the stranglehold of emotionalism that anchors it to hallucinations. That may be no way to live, but to opt for depression would be to opt out of existence as we consciously know it. ↗

— Thomas Ligotti

#emotion #the-horror #experience

It's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information. ↗

— William Gibson

#any #bits #fragments #impossible #information

I've always been more afraid of being left alone or left out than of things that go bump in the night. ↗

— Nelson Gidding

#alone #always #been #being #bump