May 22nd, 2013 at 12:02AM
Creating a life that reflects your values and satisfies your soul is a rare achievement. In a culture that relentlessly promotes avarice and excess as the good life, a person happy doing his own work is usually considered an eccentric, if not a subversive. Ambition is only understood if it’s to rise to the top of some imaginary ladder of success. Someone who takes an undemanding job because it affords him the time to pursue other interests and activities is considered a flake. A person who abandons a career in order to stay home and raise children is considered not to be living up to his potential-as if a job title and salary are the sole measure of human worth. You’ll be told in a hundred ways, some subtle and some not, to keep climbing, and never be satisfied with where you are, who you are, and what you’re doing. There are a million ways to sell yourself out, and I guarantee you’ll hear about them. — Bill Watterson

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May 21st, 2013 at 10:48PM
LTRTR: Becoming a Writer, a Guideat the age of 12 start reading as many books...

ltrtr:

Becoming a Writer, a Guide

at the age of 12 start reading as many books by Ernest Hemingway as possible
at your 18th birthday, drink your first beer and convince yourself

  1. that you are actually Ernest Hemingway
  2. that you are intensely drunk


live 5 (five) years impersonating Ernest Hemingway…
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May 15th, 2013 at 10:33PM
nevver: John Tottenham

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John Tottenham

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May 15th, 2013 at 10:31PM
It is likely I will die next to a pile of things I was meaning to read. — Lemony Snicket 

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May 15th, 2013 at 10:31PM
I wonder often
if tomorrow will hold us
how today didn’t. — by Tyler Knott Gregson 

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May 15th, 2013 at 10:31PM

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May 15th, 2013 at 10:22PM
The odd thing about this life is that you spend half your time trying to get people to listen to you and the rest of the time trying to get them to leave you the fuck alone. — Tom Waits  (via bbook)

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May 10th, 2013 at 11:36PM

a division

I live in an old house where nothing
screams victory
reads history
where nothing
plants flowers

sometimes my clock fails
sometimes my sun is like a tank on fire

I do not ask
your armies
or
your kisses
or
your death
I have my
own

my hands have arms
my arms have shoulders
my shoulders have me
I have me
you have me when you can see me
but I don’t like you
to see me

I do not like you to see that
I have eyes in my head
and can walk
and
I do not want to
answer your questions
I do not want to
amuse you
I do not want you to
amuse me
or sicken me
or talk about
anything

I do not want to
love you

I do not want to
save you

I do not want your arms
I do not want your
shoulders

I have me
you have you

let that
be.

 — Charles Bukowski 
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March 24th, 2013 at 6:28PM
Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. — Louis de Bernières

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March 24th, 2013 at 6:20PM
She said one thing and I said another and the next thing I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. — Hank Moody  

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March 24th, 2013 at 6:19PM

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March 24th, 2013 at 6:14PM
googlepoet: More from our World Poetry Day Challenge: ‘He Taught Me To Be Lonely’,  compiled by Kya Woods.

googlepoet:

More from our World Poetry Day Challenge: ‘He Taught Me To Be Lonely’,  compiled by Kya Woods.

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