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It is not the strongest species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the ones most responsive to change.

Enjoy the little things in life, for someday you will realize they were the big things.

It always seems impossible until it is done.

I am here.

Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don't bother concealing your thievery- celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: "It's not where you take things from-- it's where you take them to." 

The supreme arrogance of religous thinking: that a carbon-based bag of mostly water on a speck of iron-silicate dust around a boring dwarf star in a minor galaxy in an underpopulated local group of galaxies in an unfashionable suberb of a supercluster would look up at the sky and declare, 'it was all made so that I could exist!'

No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power.

I'm insane. I'm fucked up. I have problems. But I don't get depressed and I don't get bored.

Because you might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physical or anything else, it'll spread over into the rest of your life. It'll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.

The more I study religions the more I am convinced that man never worshipped anything but himself.

I am alone. I look at the heavens and think them empty. And if not empty, I find the idea of worshipping whatever dwells there obscene. 
'But why do you continue?' 
It does not change what is right. If there is nothing but what we make in this world, brothers... Let us make good.

If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you. But I did, I do, and I will.

I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out.And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart.And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you.But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside.Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.

Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life," whatever it is and wherever it happens to be.

I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.

Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.

I desire the things which will destroy me in the end. Never regret anything because at one time it was exactly what you wanted. The happiest people are those who think the most interesting thoughts. Those who decide to use leisure as a means of mental development, who love good music, good books, good pictures, good company, good conversation, are the happiest people in the world. And they are not only happy in themselves, they are the cause of happiness in others.

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.

I hate the feeling of knowing exactly what I want but being too afraid to go out and get it.

I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life. I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it.

The Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most about humanity, he said:
-Man.
Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money.
Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health.
And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present;
the result being that he does not live in the present or the future;
he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.

The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.

I can sympathize with people's pains but not with their pleasures. There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness.

When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin.
it works not because it settles the question for you,
but because in that brief moment when the coin is in the air,
you suddenly know what you are hoping for.

If you want something in your life you've never had, you'll have to do something you've never done. (If you do what you always did, you will get what you always got.)

An old Cherokee told his grandson:
"My son, there's a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It's anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies and ego. The other is Good. It's joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness & truth."
The boy thought about it and asked:
"Grandfather, which wolf wins?"
The old man quietly replied:
"The one you feed."

You know you're in love when you feel like the other person is giving you everything you could ever want and you're giving nothing back. And they feel the same way about you. 

Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have  lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.

When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down 'happy'. They told me I didn't understand the assignment, and I told them they didn't understand life.

Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss? I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth, like sealing a thousand fleshy envelopes filled with the essence of your passionate being and then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you, over and over again -- the first kiss of the rest of your life. A kiss that confirms that the universe is aligned, that the world's greatest resource is love, and maybe even that God is a woman. With or without a belief in God, all kisses are metaphors decipherable by allocations of time, circumstance, and understanding.

I asked this professional sprinter how he ran so fast? He told me that it is all in the motivation you light in your mind... imagining your own world and blotting out everthing else. So I asked, "What do you imagine?" He replied, "What do you?" I told him that to run faster I am being chased by a wolf. He smiled and said "In my mind I am the one that is chasing the wolf." That was the day I began to understand.

-Q: If you don't believe in an afterlife, then what do you have to look forward to? 
-A: Tomorrow.

Years should not be devoted to the acquisition of dead languages or to the study of history which, for the most part, is a detailed account of things that never occurred. It is useless to fill the individual with dates of great battles, with the births and deaths of kings. They should be taught the philosophy of history, the growth of nations, of philosophies, theories, and, above all, of the sciences.

It's trust and character I need around me. Who you choose to be around you lets you know who you are.

Maybe I'm scared because you mean more to me than any other person. You are everything I think about, everything I want.

I don't want to attack religious people; it feels like a sort of unkind thing to do, to attack religious people, because, you know, it's too easy, and it feels like the battle has already been won.
But it just feels rude. Like if you're at a party and someone says, "Oh, I'm a Christian, I'm a Muslim, I'm a Jew," it's very rude there to say, "Oh, how ridiculous."
I feel at this point we have to treat people with kindness and love and respect, in the same way you'd treat a child running around a party saying, "I'm a helicopter!"
And you say, "Good for you. We're all having fun. I'm a choo-choo train!"

You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains.
You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines.
You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows.
This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.

We are drowning in information. But starved for knowledge.

It had long since come to my attention that people of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and happened to things.

When you love someone you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

Quiet people have the loudest minds.

Man is least himself when he talks in his own person, give him a mask and he will tell you the truth.

You can experience the thrill of discovery, the incredible visceral feeling of doing something no one else has ever done before, seen things no one has seen before. Know something no one else has ever known. No crystal balls, no tarot cards, no horoscopes. Just your brain and your ability to think. Welcome to science. You're gonna like it here.

You need to be happy to live, I don't, it's that simple.



Talent hits a target no one else can hit; Genius hits a target no one else can see.

Wise men talk because they have something to say; Fools, because they have to say something.

The meaning of life is to find your gift; The purpose of life is to give it away.

My life is so much more interesting inside my head.

I've missed more than 9,000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. Twenty-six times I've been trusted to take the game-winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over agian in my life. And that is why I succeed. -Michael Jordan

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

'What’ and ‘if’ are two words as non-threatening as words can be, but put them together side by side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life.

If you think I can tell you what’s going on inside my heart, you know even less about it than you think.

It’s a funny thing about coming home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You’ll realize what’s changed is you.

Wherever life takes you, leave the place shaking, disrupted and trying to imagine what it was like before you came. Be a force for change. For pondering. For love and the belief in the good of people. Go forth and be a force of awesome. Do epic, terrifying, unheard of shit. Whatever makes you happy. And drugs. And other "bad" things. And fall in love. If nothing else, fall in love.

If God created us in his image, then why aren't we invisible too?

Existence is random. It has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long.

Life asked death, "Why do people love me but hate you?" Death responded, "Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth."

I just want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares.

Overthinking killed my happiness.
Insecurities killed my self-esteem.
Lies killed my trust.

The Paradoxical Commandments:
People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down 
by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.
Think big anyway.
People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.
Fight for a few underdogs anyway.
What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you have anyway.

Life is like a camera. 
Focus on what is important. 
Capture the good times. 
Develop from the negatives. 
And if things don't work out, just take another shot.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

There have been millions of moments when I've looked into another's eyes and seen their life flash before me, I could see where they've been and how far they'll go. But there was something unmistakably different about your eyes. I saw my life instead...

Those minutes where I am alone, just me and my pillow. I think. A lot. I think about everything, anything. It varies from "What am I doing with my life?" to "Did I have homework?" The room is so silent, but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think about. Sometimes, I hate it because it brings up things I rather never think about again. The split second before sleep is the most active second of my life.

I've always been scared of you, and to this very day, I can't believe I almost had you. But you stopped caring, and I stopped trying. I'm so shy around you, but somehow it feels right. I'm so terribly awkward, but that's why I'm different. I'm not used to this feeling, I'm not used to this pain. Let me show you that, one more time. I swear I'll never let you down.

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.

You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.

I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches. 

I want an avowed atheist in the White House. When time comes to push that button, I want whoever's making the decision to understand that once it's pushed, it's over. Finito. They're not gonna have lunch with Jesus. Won't be deflowering 72 virgins on the great shag carpet of eternity, or reincarnated as a cow. I want someone making that decision who believes life on this Earth isn't just a dress rehearsal for something better--but the only shot we get.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

My thoughts tend to sound better in books I didn't write, and in the songs I didn't sing. Even then, sometimes there is no piece of literature, no song, no work of art that can really explain the way you feel. There is a double-edge comfort in knowing that no one really knows.

And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.

Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.

Your whole world is controlled by your mind; it will be your window of opportunity, or your demise.

The only way to truely hurt a man is to take away everything that he valued and degrade it, and remind him of it every day of his life. But by doing this, you also create a monster. And you will regret ever harming that man because he will be your greatest horror.

Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people.

Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

Don't be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquarades as wisdom, but it is the furthest thing from it. Because cynics don't learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying yes begins things. saying yes is how things grow. saying yes leads to knowledge. "Yes" is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.

The night hides a world, but it reveals a universe.

Doesn't matter what the press says. Doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn't matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right.
This nation was founded on one principle above all else: the requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences.
When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move. Your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world--
-- No, you move.

A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other... Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.

Love your enemies, for they tell you your faults.

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world. The unreasonable men persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.

The loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people smile the brightest. All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I am kind to everyone, but when someone is unkind to me, weak is not what you are going to remember about me.

One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.

- "If the girl had been worth having she’d have waited for you?" 
- "No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody."

We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours.

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And when you gaze long enough into the abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.

Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of the oceans and the turning stars.
Whole universes fit in there!
But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over.
The world turns our key and we play the same tune again and again and we think that tune is all we are.

I love movies but I love the feeling inside the movie inside the moment, when the moment moves you. The power of an instance breaks through the screen. The virtual becomes real in me and I have a genuine catharsis.

I hide my thoughts amoung the words of great men. Sometimes, it's simply because they've managed to say things I never could, but always dreamed.  Other times I'm just reminded that it could be the only time I may stand amoung them.

I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovlier than you are now. We will never be here again.

If you are lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company. 



To say that nothing is true, 
is to realize the foundations of society are fragile and that we must be the shepards of our own civilization.
To say that everything is permitted, 
is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with their consequences whether glorious or tragic.

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities.

Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. that is Alchemy's first law of equivalent exchange.

Tact is the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip.

When you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what the storm is all about.

If cats looked like frogs, we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style, that's what people remember.

The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

The most solid advice for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.

Happiness is only real when shared.

Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, 'It might have been'

It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn't the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things.

Sometimes magic is just someone spending more time on something than anyone else might reasonably expect.

You can never know everything, and part of what you know is always wrong. A portion of wisdom lies in knowing that. A portion of courage lies in going on anyway.

Fear is not real. The only place that fear can exist is in our thoughts of the future. It is a product of our imagination, causing us to fear things that do not at present and may not ever exist. That is near insanity. Do not misunderstand me danger is very real but fear is a choice.

And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.

Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I've felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I've been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.

What was once before you - an exciting, mysterious future - is now behind you. Lived; understood; disappointing. You realize you are not special. You have struggled into existence, and are now slipping silently out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter....It is time for you to understand this...As the people who adore you stop adoring you; as they die; as they move on; as you shed them; as you shed your beauty; your youth; as the world forgets you; as you recognize your transience; as you begin to lose your characteristics one by one; as you learn there is no-one watching you, and there never was, you think only about driving - not coming from any place; not arriving any place. Just driving, counting off time. Now you are here, at 7:43. Now you are here, at 7:44. Now you are gone.