#y

In a sense,’ Foucault concluded with a flourish, ‘all the rest of my life I’ve been trying to do intellectual things that would attract beautiful boys. ↗

— James Miller

#homosexuality #beauty

Simone! Are you all right? Simone!" And a voice, grunting with pain, says, "Todd?" And- And it ain't Simone's voice. The smoke starts to clear. And it ain't Simone. "You saved me, Todd," says the Mayor, lying there, bad burns all over his face and hands, his clothes smoking like a brush fire. "You saved my life." And his eyes are full of wonder of it- That in the rush of the explozhun the person I chose to save- The one I chose without even thinking- (without there even being time for him to control me-) (no time for him to make me do it-) Was the Mayor. ↗

— Patrick Ness

#simone #todd #life

Blake inspires instant, tender Blakelust in everyone he meets. All of his beauties are meant to be touched, and he likes to be touched. ↗

— John Valentine

#lust #male-beauty #sensuality #sex-appeal #beauty

For God’s sake, let us be men not monkeys minding machines or sitting with our tails curled while the machine amuses us, the radio or film or gramophone. Monkeys with a bland grin on our faces. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#humanity #machines #monkeys #reflection #thought

Like all harsh, cold men, he was easily tipped over into sentiment. ↗

— Ian Fleming

#men

Sadly, at a time when so much sophisticated cultural criticism by hip intellectuals from diverse locations extols a vision of cultural hybridity, border crossing, subjectivity constructed out of plurality, the vast majority of folks in this society still believe in a notion of identity that is rooted in a sense of essential traits and characteristics that are fixed and static. ↗

— Bell Hooks

#art

There's a very fine line between being artistic and being a dickhead - it's like love and hate. ↗

— Peter Hook

#joy-division #art

The art of life is to know how to enjoy a little and to endure much. ↗

— William Hazlitt

#art-of-life #endure #enjoy #life #art

In marriage you are not sacrificing yourself to the other person. You are sacrificing yourself to the relationship. ↗

— Joseph Campbell

#mythology #philosophy #spirituality #art

Real haiku is the soul of poetry. Anything that is not actually present in one's heart is not haiku. The moon glows, flowers bloom, insects cry, water flows. There is no place we cannot find flowers or think of the moon. This is the essence of haiku. Go beyond the restrictions of your era, forget about purpose or meaning, separate yourself from historical limitations—there you will find the essence of true art, religion, and science. ↗

— Santoka Taneda

#creating #haiku #japanese #poetry #zen