Loukia > Loukia's Quotes

Showing 1-22 of 22
sort by

  • #1
    Plato
    “Life must be lived as play, playing certain games, making sacrifices, singing and dancing, and then a man will be able to propitiate the gods, and defend himself against his enemies, and win in the contest.”
    Plato
    tags: life, play

  • #2
    Alexis Stamatis
    “Whatever is decoded dies”
    Alexis Stamatis, Bar Flaubert

  • #3
    Jarod Kintz
    “I just realized my lips are inside out. They should be turned inwards, because I spend most of my time talking to myself.”
    Jarod Kintz, This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

  • #4
    Neil Gaiman
    “Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #5
    Pablo Neruda
    “Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #6
    Eckhart Tolle
    “All negativity is caused by an accumulation of psychological time and denial of the present. Unease, anxiety, tension, stress, worry - all forms of fear - are caused by too much future, and
    not enough presence. Guilt, regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness, and all forms
    of nonforgiveness are caused by too much past, and not enough presence.”
    Eckhart Tolle, The Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment

  • #7
    J. Krishnamurti
    “It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”
    J. Krishnamurti

  • #8
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Heaven walks among us ordinarily muffled in such triple or tenfold disguises that the wisest are deceived and no one suspects the days to be gods.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #9
    Alan W. Watts
    “Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing, you’re a writer. Write like you’re a goddamn death row inmate and the governor is out of the country and there’s no chance for a pardon. Write like you’re clinging to the edge of a cliff, white knuckles, on your last breath, and you’ve got just one last thing to say, like you’re a bird flying over us and you can see everything, and please, for God’s sake, tell us something that will save us from ourselves. Take a deep breath and tell us your deepest, darkest secret, so we can wipe our brow and know that we’re not alone. Write like you have a message from the king. Or don’t. Who knows, maybe you’re one of the lucky ones who doesn’t have to.”
    Alan Wilson Watts

  • #10
    Alan W. Watts
    “You are an aperture through which the universe is looking at and exploring itself.”
    Alan Watts

  • #11
    Alan W. Watts
    “The more a thing tends to be permanent, the more it tends to be lifeless.”
    Alan Watts

  • #12
    Octavio Paz
    “I am the shadow my words cast,”
    Octavio Paz, Selected Poems
    tags: poetry

  • #13
    Julio Cortázar
    “Come sleep with me: We won't make Love, Love will make us.”
    Julio Cortázar

  • #14
    Julio Cortázar
    “Andábamos sin buscarnos, pero sabiendo que andábamos para encontrarnos”
    Julio Cortazar, Rayuela

  • #15
    Julio Cortázar
    “Y debo decir que confío plenamente en la casualidad de haberte conocido. Que nunca intentaré olvidarte, y que si lo hiciera, no lo conseguiría. Que me encanta mirarte y que te hago mío con solo verte de lejos. Que adoro tus lunares y tu pecho me parece el paraíso. Que no fuiste el amor de mi vida, ni de mis días, ni de mi momento. Pero que te quise, y que te quiero, aunque estemos destinados a no ser.”
    Julio Cortázar

  • #16
    Julio Cortázar
    “Creo que no te quiero, que solamente quiero la imposibilidad tan obvia de quererte. Como el guante izquierdo enamorado de la mano derecha.”
    Julio Cortázar, Save Twilight: Selected Poems
    tags: love

  • #17
    Julio Cortázar
    “You look at me, you look at me closely, each time closer and then we play cyclops, we look at each other closer each time and our eyes grow, they grow closer, they overlap and the cyclops look at each other, breathing confusion, their mouths find each other and fight warmly, biting with their lips, resting their tongues lightly on their teeth, playing in their caverns where the heavy air comes and goes with the scent of an old perfume and silence. Then my hands want to hide in your hair, slowly stroke the depth of your hair while we kiss with mouths full of flowers or fish, of living movements, of dark fragrance. And if we bite each other, the pain is sweet, and if we drown in a short and terrible surge of breath, that instant death is beauty. And there is a single saliva and a single flavour of ripe fruit, and I can feel you shiver against me like a moon on the water.”
    Julio Cortazar

  • #18
    Julio Cortázar
    “me atormenta tu amor que no me sirve de puente porque un puente no se sostiene de un solo lado...”
    Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch

  • #19
    Julio Cortázar
    “Probablemente de todos nuestros sentimientos el único que no es verdaderamente nuestro es la esperanza. La esperanza le pertenece a la vida, es la vida misma defendiéndose.”
    Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch

  • #20
    Julio Cortázar
    “Siempre fuiste mi espejo,
    quiero decir que para verme tenía que mirarte.”
    Julio Cortázar

  • #21
    Julio Cortázar
    “Amor mío, no te quiero por vos ni por mí ni por los dos juntos, no te quiero porque la sangre me llame a quererte, te quiero porque no sos mía, porque estás del otro lado, ahí donde me invitás a saltar y no puedo dar el salto, porque en lo más profundo de la posesión no estás en mí, no te alcanzo, no paso de tu cuerpo, de tu risa, hay horas en que me atormenta que me ames (cómo te gusta usar el verbo amar, con qué cursilería lo vas dejando caer sobre los platos y las sábanas y los autobuses), me atormenta tu amor que no me sirve de puente porque un puente no se sostiene de un solo lado.”
    Julio Cortázar

  • #22
    Julio Cortázar
    “I love you because you are not mine, because you are from the other side, from there where you invite me to jump and I cannot make the jump, because in the deepest moment of possession you are not in me, I cannot reach you, I cannot get beyond your body...”
    Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch



Rss