Tag:Life
I am not so old now, but I understand that I am no longer young. It is very rare that I can see something without it reminding me of something else. A real treasure for me has been exposure to ideas that haven’t been reflections of something else.
Some things are more precious because they don’t last long. Oscar Wilde, “The Portrait of Dorian Grey”
No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention.. “Invisible Monsters”, Chuck Palahniuk
When nobody will look at you, you can stare a hole through them. Picking out all the little details and imperfections you’d never stare long enough to notice if they’d even just return your gaze. You realize that they can only hold a smile for so long, after that it’s just teeth. Sometimes it’s fangs.
I walked a mile with Pleasure;She chatted all the way;But left me none the wiserFor all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow;And ne’er a word said she;But, oh! The things I learned from her,When Sorrow walked with me. Robert Browning Hamilton
“I counted my years and found that I have less time to live from here on than I have lived up to now.I feel like that child who won a packet of sweets: he ate the first with pleasure, but when he realized that there were few left, he began to enjoy them intensely. I no longer have time for endless meetings where statutes, rules, procedures and internal regulations are discussed, knowing that nothing will be achieved. I no longer […]
Everything around me is evaporating.My whole life,my memories,my imagination…But I have in meall the dreams in the world. Fernando Pessoa
A greedy man once yearned for more, so the fool began to borrow.He ate and drank and told the bank, “I’ll pay the debt tomorrow.”But as both dolt and purse grew fat, the calendar grew thinner.The debt collector had enough and hungered for his dinner.The coward ran, with coin in hand, but come dawn, lost his breath.The fool was caught, ’twas all for naught, for the collector’s name was Death.
