Aaron R.

“In its swelling pride
The bubble doubts the truth of the sea
And laughs and bursts into emptiness”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Fireflies: a collection of proverbs, aphorisms and maxims

“When death comes and whispers to me
'Thy days are ended.'
let me say to him, 'I have lived in love
and not in mere time.'
He will ask 'Will thy songs remain?'
I shall say 'I know not, but this I know
that often when I sang I found my eternity.”
― Rabindranath Tagore

“The moment you put a piece of music on a phonograph, it begins to die.”
― Some Cool Guy

“Every rock is a day Denny doesn’t waste. Smooth river granite. Blocky
dark basalt. Every rock is a little tombstone, a little monument to each day
where the work most people do just evaporates or expires or becomes
instantly outdated the moment it’s done. I don’t mention this stuff to the
reporter, or ask him what happens to his work the moment after it goes out on
the air. Airs. Is broadcast. Evaporates. Gets erased. In a world where we work
on paper, where we exercise on machines, where time and effort and money
passes from us with so little to show for it, Denny gluing rocks together seems
normal.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Choke