If you have endured a great despair,
then, you did it alone;
getting a transfusion from the fire,
picking the scabs off your heart,

then wringing it out like a sock.

— Anne Sexton, from Courage (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Basically we are all looking for someone who knows who we are and will break it to us gently. — Robert Brault (via larmoyante)

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Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth — more than ruin, more even than death. Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habits; thought is anarchic and lawless, indifferent to authority, careless of the well-tried wisdom of the ages. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid … Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man. — Bertrand Russell, Why Men Fight (via quotes-shape-us)

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Novels aren’t just happy escapes; they are slivers of people’s souls, nailed to the pages, dripping ink from veins of wood pulp. Reading the right one at the right time can make all the difference. — Brandon Sanderson  (via thenocturnals)

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Floto+Warner Studio: Colorful Liquid Splashes Captured at 1/3500th of a Second Look Like Floating Sculpturest 

Cassandra Warner and Jeremy Floto of Floto+Warner Studio recently produced this beautiful series of photos titled Clourant that seemingly turns large splashes of colorful liquid into glistening sculptures that hover in midair.  The photos were shot at a speed of 1/3,500th of a second, taking special care to disguise the origin of each burst making images appear almost digital in nature (the duo assures no Photoshop was used).

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Be proud of your place in the Cosmos. It is small, and yet, it is. — Cecil Palmer (via nightshadetears)

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Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day. — A. A. Milne (via thecalminside)

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Our heads are round so thought can change direction. — Allen Ginsberg (via blua)
I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
— Allen Ginsberg (via blua)
As a child I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do not want to know. — Carl Gustav Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections (via liquidnight)

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gillianstevens:

"I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can.”
Neil Gaman (at Home)

gillianstevens:

"I hope you read some fine books
and kiss someone
who thinks you’re wonderful,
and don’t forget to make some art -
write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can.”

Neil Gaman (at Home)

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I believe that we are put here in human form to decipher the hieroglyphs of love and suffering. And, there is no degree of love or intensity of feeling that does not bring with it the possibility of a crippling hurt. But, it is a duty to take that risk and love without reserve or defense. — Allen Ginsberg (via yeshecholwa)

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You’re told that you’re in your head too much, a phrase that’s often deployed against the quiet and cerebral. Or maybe there’s another word for such people: thinkers. — Susan Cain, Quiet (via larmoyante)

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Success is a label that the world confers on you, but mastery is an ever-onward ‘almost.’

Sarah Lewis, author of the indispensable The Rise: Creativity, the Gift of Failure, and the Search for Mastery, in conversation with Anna Deavere Smith at the New York Public Library. 

For more of Lewis’s insights on the difference between success and mastery, read this.

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It’s about coming alive. It’s about waking up to grace. It’s about unconditional friendliness and infinite kindness to yourself. It’s about making it safe, finally safe for all of those unloved, un-met, unseen waves of the ocean of yourself to crawl out of the depths, out of the darkness, out of the corners and holes and crevices of experience and come into the light, blinking and full of wonder.

It’s about giving birth to yourself, so that all thoughts are finally allowed to flood in, all sensations, all feelings, all sounds, all those waves that we used to label ‘dark’, or ‘evil’, or ‘negative’, or ‘dangerous’, or ‘sinful’ – fear, anger, boredom, doubt, confusion, frustration, helplessness – are finally allowed to come to rest, to breathe, to be fully themselves in the space that you are. They are not separate entities or enemies, they are intimate appearances of you, and so they cannot hurt you, even if they hurt, and this is what we forget sometimes in our rush to ‘fix’ or at least ‘normalise’ ourselves.

Yes, all of those swirling, pulsating energies of that which we call ‘life’ are welcome in the unlimited room that you are, the vast Living Room in which all of creation sings and dances and paints itself into the ever-changing picture of this extraordinary moment…

— Jeff Foster (via oceanandwave)

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