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  • #1
    Charles Bukowski
    “If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.”
    Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

  • #2
    George R.R. Martin
    “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

  • #3
    Stephen  King
    “Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.”
    Stephen King

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
    Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan

  • #5
    Boris Pasternak
    “I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn't of much value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them. ”
    Boris Pasternak

  • #6
    Charles Bukowski
    “For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #7
    John McCrae
    “In Flanders fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses, row on row
    That mark our place; and in the sky
    The larks, still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below

    We are the Dead. Short days ago
    We lived, felt dawn saw sunset glow
    Loved and were loved, and now we lie
    In Flanders fields

    Take up our quarrel with the foe;
    To you, from falling hands we throw
    The torch; be yours to hold it high
    If ye break faith with us who die
    We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
    In Flanders fields.”
    John McCrae

  • #8
    Charles Bukowski
    “I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #9
    Robert M. Sapolsky
    “If I had to define a major depression in a single sentence, I would describe it as a "genetic/neurochemical disorder requiring a strong environmental trigger whose characteristic manifestation is an inability to appreciate sunsets.”
    Robert M. Sapolsky, Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers

  • #10
    Robert M. Sapolsky
    “On an incredibly simplistic level, you can think of depression as occurring when your cortex thinks an abstract thought and manages to convince the rest of the brain that this is as real as a physical stressor.”
    Robert M. Sapolsky, Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers

  • #11
    Matthew Gregory Lewis
    “Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget it, or bear to be wholly forgotten by it. Disgusted at the guilt or absurdity of Mankind, the Misanthrope flies from it: He resolves to become an Hermit, and buries himself in the Cavern of some gloomy Rock. While Hate inflames his bosom, possibly He may feel contented with his situation: But when his passions begin to cool; when Time has mellowed his sorrows, and healed those wounds which He bore with him to his solitude, think you that Content becomes his Companion? Ah! no, Rosario. No longer sustained by the violence of his passions, He feels all the monotony of his way of living, and his heart becomes the prey of Ennui and weariness. He looks round, and finds himself alone in the Universe: The love of society revives in his bosom, and He pants to return to that world which He has abandoned. Nature loses all her charms in his eyes: No one is near him to point out her beauties, or share in his admiration of her excellence and variety. Propped upon the fragment of some Rock, He gazes upon the tumbling waterfall with a vacant eye, He views without emotion the glory of the setting Sun. Slowly He returns to his Cell at Evening, for no one there is anxious for his arrival; He has no comfort in his solitary unsavoury meal: He throws himself upon his couch of Moss despondent and dissatisfied, and wakes only to pass a day as joyless, as monotonous as the former.”
    Matthew Gregory Lewis, The Monk

  • #12
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero

  • #13
    Alexander Pope
    “Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;
    Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.”
    Alexander Pope , The Rape of the Lock

  • #14
    Charles Bukowski
    “Some lose all mind and become soul,insane.
    some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual.
    some lose both and become accepted”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #15
    William  James
    “Seek out that particular mental attribute which makes you feel most deeply and vitally alive, along with which comes the inner voice which says, 'This is the real me,' and when you have found that attitude, follow it.”
    William James, The Principles of Psychology

  • #16
    Ford Madox Ford
    “We are all so afraid, we are all so alone, we all so need from the outside the assurance of our own worthiness to exist. So, for a time, if such a passion come to fruition, the man will get what he wants. He will get the moral support, the encouragement, the relief from the sense of loneliness, the assurance of his own worth. But these things pass away; inevitably they pass away as the shadows pass across sundials. It is sad, but it is so. The pages of the book will become familiar; the beautiful corner of the road will have been turned too many times. Well, this is the saddest story.”
    Ford Madox Ford

  • #17
    Lawrence M. Krauss
    “Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.”
    Lawrence M. Krauss

  • #18
    Richard P. Feynman
    “Nobody ever figures out what life is all about, and it doesn't matter. Explore the world. Nearly everything is really interesting if you go into it deeply enough.”
    Richard P. Feynman

  • #19
    Lawrence M. Krauss
    “The purpose of education is not to validate ignorance but to overcome it”
    Lawrence Krauss

  • #20
    Osip Mandelstam
    “My turn shall also come:
    I sense the spreading of a wing.”
    Osip Mandelstam, The Selected Poems

  • #21
    John   Waters
    “Being rich is not about how much money you have or how many homes you own; it's the freedom to buy any book you want without looking at the price and wondering if you can afford it.”
    John Waters, Role Models

  • #22
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche

  • #23
    George Bernard Shaw
    “Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
    George Bernard Shaw

  • #24
    William  James
    “Now, my dear little girl, you have come to an age when the inward life develops and when some people (and on the whole those who have most of a destiny) find that all is not a bed of roses. Among other things there will be waves of terrible sadness, which last sometimes for days; irritation, insensibility, etc., etc., which taken together form a melancholy. Now, painful as it is, this is sent to us for an enlightenment. It always passes off, and we learn about life from it, and we ought to learn a great many good things if we react on it right. (For instance, you learn how good a thing your home is, and your country, and your brothers, and you may learn to be more considerate of other people, who, you now learn, may have their inner weaknesses and sufferings, too.) Many persons take a kind of sickly delight in hugging it; and some sentimental ones may even be proud of it, as showing a fine sorrowful kind of sensibility. Such persons make a regular habit of the luxury of woe. That is the worst possible reaction on it. It is usually a sort of disease, when we get it strong, arising from the organism having generated some poison in the blood; and we mustn't submit to it an hour longer than we can help, but jump at every chance to attend to anything cheerful or comic or take part in anything active that will divert us from our mean, pining inward state of feeling. When it passes off, as I said, we know more than we did before. And we must try to make it last as short as time as possible. The worst of it often is that, while we are in it, we don't want to get out of it. We hate it, and yet we prefer staying in it—that is a part of the disease. If we find ourselves like that, we must make something ourselves to some hard work, make ourselves sweat, etc.; and that is the good way of reacting that makes of us a valuable character. The disease makes you think of yourself all the time; and the way out of it is to keep as busy as we can thinking of things and of other people—no matter what's the matter with our self.”
    William James

  • #25
    William  James
    “To change one’s life:
    1. Start immediately.
    2. Do it flamboyantly.
    3. No exceptions.”
    William James

  • #26
    Edgar Evans Cayce
    “Mind is indeed the Builder . . . what is held in the act of mental vision becomes a reality in the material experience. We are gradually builded to that image created within our own mental being.”
    Edgar Cayce

  • #27
    C.G. Jung
    “I shall not commit the fashionable stupidity of regarding everything I cannot explain as a fraud.

    —address to the Society for Psychical Research in England”
    C.G. Jung

  • #28
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Man is a god in ruins.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #29
    Stephen  King
    “The scariest moment is always just before you start.”
    Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

  • #30
    Oscar Wilde
    “Seriousness is the only refuge of the shallow.”
    Oscar Wilde



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