AboutThings I know about life :
Tacos are good.
I can make really good pancakes.
Music is essential.
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe
Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
You know you're in love
when you can't fall asleep because
reality is finally better than your dreams.
If you love something,
let it go. If it comes back to you,
its yours forever. If it dosent,
then it was never meant to be.
We are all a little weird and life's a little weird,
and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours,
we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness
and call it love.
A picture is a poem without words.
“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited.
Imagination encircles the world.”
“Art enables us to find ourselves
and lose ourselves at the same time.”
“I shut my eyes in order to see.”
“I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people”
Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives.
I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal
ends and I think I'm liable to be put away as insane
for expressing that.
That's what's insane about it.
When life gives you a hundred reasons to frown,
show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile.