Nothing is lost. . . Everything is transformed.
― Michael Ende, The Neverending Story. (Dutton Books for Young Readers; Revised ed. Edition, March 1, 1997) Originally published 1979.
A collection of writings about place space writing and art …
Nothing is lost. . . Everything is transformed.
― Michael Ende, The Neverending Story. (Dutton Books for Young Readers; Revised ed. Edition, March 1, 1997) Originally published 1979.
But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight, And I knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart– Open to me! For I will show you the places nobody knows, And, if you like, The perfect places of Sleep. — E. E. Cummings, from “You Are Tired (I Think),” Etcetera: […]
“The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm.”
― Aldous Huxley
Charles Bukowski was a German-American writer of poetry and prose, whose cult image lives on posthumously. Often using graphic language or imagery in his work, Bukowski spoke with raw emotion, honesty, and lack of pretence. He wrote about his alcoholism, failed relationships, and his experience of being abused as a child. Bukowski lived a challenging […]
To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the breaking of bread.
— James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time
“The city was filled to overflowing with persons who had neither brains nor individuality, who bore no resemblance to men that live by bread, and had only their outward shape to distinguish them from sheep.” ― Lucian of Samosata
“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson, writer, poet
via “The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” — Art of Quotation
We need to live first of all; to believe in what makes us live and that something makes us live-to believe that whatever is produced from the mysterious depths of ourselves need not forever haunt us as an exclusively digestive concern.
– Antonin Artaud, in The Theatre and Its Double
If our life lacks brimstone, i.e., a constant magic, it is because we choose to observe our acts and lose ourselves in consideration of their imagined form and meaning, instead of being impelled by their force.
– Antonin Artaud, in The Theatre and Its Double
“contentment between agonies is the elixir of existence”
– Charles Bukowski [1985] in Pig In a Pamphlet #12, Introduction by Harry Calhoun
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