đź’¬Quotes
The past is consumed in the present and the present is living only because it brings forth the future.
James Joyce • A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (AmazonClassics Edition)
I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use, silence, exile, and cunning.—
James Joyce • A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (AmazonClassics Edition)
Let us cease from wrath, and refrain from angry looks. Nor let us be resentful when others differ from us. For all beings have hearts, and each heart has its own leanings. Their right is our wrong, and our right is their wrong. We are not unquestionable sages, nor are they unquestionably fools. We are both simply ordinary beings
The Song of the Two-Headed Bird
Every man is the sum total of his reactions to experience.
Farnam Street • Hunter S. Thompson’s Letter on Finding Your Purpose and Living a Meaningful Life
“Just because something is available instantly to vision does not mean that it is available instantly to consciousness.”
L. M. Sacasas • If Your World Is Not Enchanted, You're Not Paying Attention
Better, I believe, to maintain hope amid life’s uncertainties—but to distinguish hope from optimism. Many people use the terms almost interchangeably, but they are different. Optimism involves an element of prediction—as we just saw, expecting a good outcome in a way that may be borderline delusional. Hope involves a belief that even if a... See more
How to Deal With Disappointment
Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet … then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.
From Moby Dick
Her image had passed into his soul for ever and no word had broken the holy silence of his ecstasy. Her eyes had called him and his soul had leaped at the call. To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life!