#sea

Studies show that aggressively expressing anger doesn't relieve anger but amplifies it. On the other hand, not expressing anger often allows it to disappear without leaving ugly traces. ↗

— Gretchen Rubin

#research #anger

All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up. ↗

— James Baldwin

#expression #james-baldwin #nausea #survival #vomit

When the artist is alive in any person, whatever his kind of work may be, he becomes an inventive, searching, daring, self-expressive creature. He becomes interesting to other people. He disturbs, upsets, enlightens, and opens ways for better understanding. Where those who are not artists are trying to close the book, he opens it and shows there are still more pages possible. ↗

— Robert Henri

#artist #daring #disturb #enlighten #interesting

Finally, after a lot of searching and digging, it was simply the love of family that gave me a road into the character. Once I got into that, and we delved into what it would be like to survive cancer and the ability to see how precious life is, it became easier to play her. ↗

— Jeanne Tripplehorn

#after #became #cancer #character #delved

Things have their time, even eminence bows to timeliness. ↗

— Balthasar Gracian

#things #art

A scholar must not only be capable of hard, often totally resultless work - he must actually relish it. ↗

— Richard D. Altick

#scholar #art

Chestnuts are my favorite ingredient to use in the fall, especially for the holidays. I always find that they are meaty, hearty and have a mysterious refinement when cooked or roasted over sea salt. ↗

— Geoffrey Zakarian

#chestnuts #cooked #especially #fall #favorite

I'm fighting a long term disease it's called Death and I will have it until I take my last breath ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

#disease #life #reality #death

THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling She knew not where, Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship, Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing Heroically lost, heroically found. No matter what disaster occurred She stood in desperate music wound, Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph Where the bales and the baskets lay No common intelligible sound But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#found #girl #hungry #ireland #lost

After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#disease #doctors #life #medical-training #medicine