Thursday, May 23, 2013

quoth the madman

He himself is a haunted house. He does not possess himself; his ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of his eyes and that is very frightening. He has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; he hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.

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"The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on."
~Chuck Palahniuk, “Choke

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"O, you possessed of sturdy intellect… Observe the teachings hidden here… Beneath the veil of verses so obscure."
~Dante

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I am a selfish, conceited, impudent little animal, it is true, but, after all, I am only one grand conglomeration of Wanting - and when some one comes over the barren hill to satisfy the wanting, I will be humble, humble in my triumph.
~Mary MacLane, I Await The Devil’s Coming

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If you could get rid of yourself just once, the secret of secrets would open to you. The face of the unknown, hidden beyond the universe would appear on the mirror of your perception. 
— Rumi

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thetigerandthefox:

Let Carol teach us a lesson or two on how to execute the perfect Tipsy Tuesday.
Ingredients~ 
1. An Open Cockpit Plane 
2. A Handsome Baron to Fly said Plane
3. Bottle(s) of Champagne
~ (TheTIGER&TheFOX)
"I overcame myself, the sufferer ; I carried my own ashes to the mountains ; I invented a brighter flame for myself."
~Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

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"The greedy body that clamours for satisfaction is forced to content itself with a single sensation and, just as the blind hear more acutely and the deaf can feel the grass grow, so the mouth becomes the focus of love and all things pass through it and are re-defined."
Jeanette Winterson, “The Passion”

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"You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you."
~Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy

a million miles away

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

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Santa Maria Maggiore – Calvi (Corsica)
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What is it in us that lives in the past and longs for the future, or lives in the future and longs for the past? And what does it matter when light enters the room where a child sleeps and the waking mother, opening her eyes, wishes more than anything to be unwakened by what she cannot name?"— Mark Strand ~ "No Words Can Describe It"

quoth the madman


At the heart of all great art is an essential melancholy.
~Federico García Lorca

quoth the madman


Every life is a piece of music.
Like music we are finite events, unique arrangements.
Sometimes harmonious.
Sometimes dissonant.

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[in] imaginary objectification of the other … one loves the other … inasmuch as the other resembles oneself. … One loves the other inasmuch as the other is misrecognised as resembling one’s misrecognition of one’s self. A misrecognition of the self which originates in the other. ‘It is from [the other] as such that the misrecognitions which define me as a self are born.’ (Lacan, 1992: 198)
~Lacanian Ethics And The Assumption Of Subjectivity

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The unfed mind devours itself.
~Gore Vidal

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Real love amounts to withholding the truth, even when you’re offered the perfect opportunity to hurt someone’s feelings.
David Sedaris

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"Oddly enough, living only for one’s emotions, like a flag obedient to the breeze, demands a way of life that makes one balk at the natural course of events, for this implies being altogether subservient to nature. The life of emotions detests all constrains, whatever their origin, and thus, ironically enough, is apt eventually to fetter its own instinctive sense of freedom."
~Yukio Mishima, Spring Snow

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I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.
~Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

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"Almost everyone living in urbanized centers around the world feels intuitively a lack of something in their lives due directly to the creation of an artificial environment from which nature has been excluded to the greatest possible extent."
~Seyyed Hossein Nasr

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Henry David Thoreau never said anything in thirteen words that could be said in eighty.
~John Green

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Samsara
there are worse things
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this
and most often when you do
it’s too late
and there’s nothing worse
than too late
Charles Bukowski

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Microcosmos
"The indefinability of being does not dispense with the question of meaning but forces it upon us."
~Martin Heidegger - Being and Time

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Eugene von Guérard - Milford Sound, New Zealand (1877-1879)
Eugene von Guérard - Milford Sound, New Zealand (1877-1879)

"In a sense, and as in melodrama, killing yourself amounts to confessing. It is confessing that life is too much for you or that you do not understand it."
~Albert Camus - “An Absurd Reasoning,” The Myth of Sisyphus

Friday, May 17, 2013

quoth the madman

"Shyness has a strange element of narcissism, a belief that how we look, how we perform, is truly important to other people."
— Andre Dubus

Thursday, May 9, 2013