December 2011
69 posts
People speak sometimes about the “bestial” cruelty of man, but that is terribly...
– Fyodor Dostoevsky
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible...
– Albert Camus
: Discovering creativity →
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“This original art assemblage journal has been made with oak veneer plywood book boards. To the book boards is bolted brass and copper plates that has been hand-drawn, stamped and then etched upon. Bolted onto the brass plate is a vintage door escutcheon plate with a vintage engraving of an…
So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon… I talk to myself and...
– Sylvia Plath (via lavandula)
Let the problems in your mind become ancient artifacts.
– ~People Under the Stairs.
A Story Without Words
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“What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.” -Albert Pine.
This man, he just made my day.
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Rest, nature, books, music… such is my idea of happiness.
– Leo Tolstoy (via pavorst)
And then the storm of shit begins.
– Roberto Bolaño, By Night in Chile, trans. Chris Andrews
Have you ever got everything you ever wanted? And then realized it wasn’t what...
– Neverwhere, Neil Gaiman
somewhere, someone is writing…
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I love reading another reader’s list of favorites. Even when I find I do not...
– T. S. Eliot