Wednesday, March 29

We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it's our job to invent something better.
Palahniuk

Thursday, March 2

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be a live is a grand thing.
Christie

Sunday, February 19

The difference between genius and stupidity is: genius has its limits.
Dumas

Sunday, November 20

We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.
Goethe

Tuesday, November 1

In sooth, I know not why I am so sad.
It wearies me; you say it wearies you.
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn.
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I have much ado to know myself.
William Shakespeare

Friday, September 30

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass the world is 
too full to talk about.
Rumi

Sunday, July 17

What passes for hip, cynical transcendence of sentiment is really some kind of fear of being really human, since to be really human [...] is probably to be unavoidably sentimental and naive and goo-prone and generally pathetic.
Wallace

Friday, July 15

To be educated, a person doesn't have to know much or be informed, but he or she does have to have been exposed vulnerably to the transformative events of an engaged human life.
Thomas More

Saturday, March 19

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.-Kubler-Ross





Saturday, January 30

Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith, to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.
Miller

Friday, January 29

If loving someone is putting them in a straitjacket and kicking them down a flight of stairs, then yes, I have loved a few people.
Kintz

Friday, December 11

Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody's power and is not easy.
Aristotle

Tuesday, December 8

If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
EB White

Friday, November 6

The problem with this world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
Bukowski

Thursday, September 17

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
Gaiman

Sunday, August 30


Nothing thicker than a knifes blade separates happiness from melancholy.
Woolfe

Wednesday, July 29

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Frank Herbert

Tuesday, July 28

People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of character.
Emerson

Sunday, June 21

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.
kubler-ross

Wednesday, March 4

"being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right."
Bukowski