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  • #1
    Cornel West
    “Music at its best...is the grand archeology into and transfiguration of our guttural cry, the great human effort to grasp in time our deepest passions and yearnings as prisoners of time. Profound music leads us--beyond language--to the dark roots of our scream and the celestial
    heights of our silence. ”
    Cornel West, Cornel West Reader

  • #2
    Banksy
    “Your mind is working at its best when you're being paranoid.
    You explore every avenue and possibility of your situation
    at high speed with total clarity.”
    Banksy, Banging Your Head Against a Brick Wall

  • #3
    Terry Pratchett
    “There are millions of chords. There are millions of numbers. And everyone forgets the one that is a zero. But without the zero, numbers are just arithmetic. Without the empty chord, music is just noise.”
    Terry Pratchett, Soul Music
    tags: music

  • #4
    Charles Bukowski
    “each man's hell is in a different place:
    mine is just up and behind
    my ruined face.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #5
    Richard Siken
    “Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
                                                                                    and dress them in warm clothes again.
              How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
    until they forget that they are horses.
                        It’s not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere,
              it’s more like a song on a policeman’s radio,
                                  how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days
    were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
                                                                                                                            to slice into pieces.
    Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it’s noon, that means
              we're inconsolable.
                                                                Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
    These, our bodies, possessed by light.
                                                                                              Tell me we’ll never get used to it.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #6
    Richard Siken
    “A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river
                        but then he’s still left
    with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away
                                                                            but then he’s still left with his hands.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #7
    Richard Siken
    “We pull our boots on with both hands
    but we can't punch ourselves awake and all I can do
    is stand on the curb and say Sorry
    about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.

    I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #8
    Richard Siken
    “You're waiting because you thought it would follow, you thought there would be some logic, perhaps, something to pull it all together but here we are in the weeds again, here we are in the bowels of the thing: your world doesn't make sense.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #9
    Richard Siken
    “I’ve been rereading your story. I think it’s about me in a way that might not be flattering, but that’s okay. We dream and dream of being seen as we really are and then finally someone looks at us and sees us truly and we fail to measure up. Anyway: story received, story included. You looked at me long enough to see something mysterioso under all the gruff and bluster. Thanks. Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.”
    Richard Siken

  • #10
    Aldous Huxley
    “The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. "Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does." They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World Revisited

  • #11
    Aldous Huxley
    “Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #12
    Oscar Wilde
    “To define is to limit.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #13
    Richard Siken
    “Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you’re falling to the floor crying thinking, “I am falling to the floor crying,” but there’s an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you’re on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn’t paint it very well.”
    Richard Siken

  • #14
    John Green
    “So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #15
    John Green
    “I hated sports. I hated sports, and I hated people who played them, and I hated people who watched them, and I hated people who didn't hate people who watched or played them.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #16
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “Things aren't all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small, transitory life”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

  • #17
    Richard Siken
    “We have not touched the stars,
    nor are we forgiven, which brings us back
    to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes,
    not from the absence of violence, but despite
    the abundance of it.”
    Richard Siken, Crush

  • #18
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
    Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

  • #19
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche

  • #20
    Vincent van Gogh
    “If you hear a voice within you say you cannot paint, then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced.”
    Vincent Willem van Gogh

  • #21
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “What did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think. I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

  • #22
    Banksy
    “Nothing in the world is more common than unsuccessful people with talent, leave the house before you find something worth staying in for. ”
    Banksy

  • #23
    Aldous Huxley
    “After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”
    Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays

  • #24
    Dr. Seuss
    “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
    Nothing is going to get better. It's not.”
    Dr. Seuss, The Lorax

  • #25
    Aldous Huxley
    “There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception.”
    Aldous Huxley

  • #26
    Charles Bukowski
    “there are worse things
    than being alone
    but it often takes
    decades to realize this
    and most often when you do
    it's too late
    and there's nothing worse
    than too late”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #27
    Charles Bukowski
    “I wanted the whole world or nothing.”
    Charles Bukowski, Post Office

  • #28
    Søren Kierkegaard
    “The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. No other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.”
    Søren Kierkegaard, The Sickness Unto Death: A Christian Psychological Exposition for Upbuilding and Awakening

  • #29
    Søren Kierkegaard
    “In addition to my other numerous acquaintances, I have one more intimate confidant… My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known — no wonder, then, that I return the love.”
    Soren Kierkegaard, Either/Or: A Fragment of Life

  • #30
    Søren Kierkegaard
    “What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.... And people flock around the poet and say: 'Sing again soon' - that is, 'May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.”
    Soren Kierkegaard, Either - Or



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