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Perhaps everybody has a garden of Eden, I don’t know; but they have scarcely seen their garden before they see the flaming sword. Then, perhaps, life only offers the choice of remembering the garden or forgetting it. Either, or: it takes strength to remember, it takes another kind of strength to forget, it takes a hero to do both. People who rememb
... See moreJames Baldwin • Giovanni's Room (Penguin Modern Classics)
YOUR reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid–seas.
Kahlil Gibran • The Prophet ; ebook
I took a medium-sized bottle of Jim Beam and drank from it under the covers while reading No Man Is an Island by Thomas Merton. Without God, we are no longer persons. We become dumb animals under pain, happy if we can behave at least like quiet animals and die without too much confusion.
Maggie Nelson • The Red Parts
If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for to the creator there is no poverty and no poor indifferent place.
Rainer Maria Rilke • Letters to a Young Poet
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.
- Mary Oliver
The Little Chap Who Follows Me
A careful man I want to be —
a little fellow follows me.
I do not dare to go astray,
for fear he’ll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape his eyes.
Whatever he sees me do he tries.
Like me he says he’s going to be —
that little chap who follows me…
He knows that I am big and fine —
And believes in every word of mine.
The ba
... See moreComme un arbre a besoin de la pluie s’il veut atteindre une belle hauteur, le génie créatif et la révélation fleurissent dans la souffrance.
Irvin Yalom • Et Nietzsche a pleuré (Littérature) (French Edition)
Je me suis prise d’une grande sympathie pour lui, sans parler du fait que je le tenais pour un de nos plus grands poètes. Mon exemplaire écorné de The Happy Birthday of Death campait sur ma table de nuit. De tous les poètes beat, Gregory était le plus jeune. Il possédait une beauté ravagée et une arrogance à la John Garfield. Il ne se prenait pas t
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