"Our life is frittered away by detail… Simplify, simplify, simplify! … Simplicity of life and elevation of purpose."
- Henry David Thoreau (via creatingaquietmind)
"I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for."
- Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via creatingaquietmind)
(Source: razorshapes, via creatingaquietmind)
"When people talk listen completely. Don’t be thinking what you’re going to say. Most people never listen. Nor do they observe. You should be able to go into a room and when you come out know everything that you saw there and not only that. If that room gave you any feeling you should know exactly what it was that gave you that feeling. Try that for practice. When you’re in town stand outside the theatre and see how the people differ in the way they get out of taxis or motor cars. There are a thousand ways to practice. And always think of other people."
- Hemingway’s advice to aspiring writers (via hislivingpoetry)
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"Trouve avant de chercher. [Find before seeking.]"
- Paul Valery, as quoted by Saul Bellow in Humboldt’s Gift (via invisiblestories)
افتح فمك فقط إن كان ما ستقوله أجمل من الصمت
Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than silence
- Arabic Proverb (via holdonthyway)
(Source: havesabr, via holdonthyway)
This is how the story went, I met someone by accident that blew me away, that blew me away. It was in the darkest of my days when you took my sorrow and you took my pain and buried them away, you buried them away. I wish I could lay down beside you when the day is done and wake up to your face against the morning sun, but like everything I’ve ever known, you’ll disappear one day. So I’ll spend my whole life hiding my heart away.
I woke up feeling heavy-hearted, I’m going back to where I started—the morning rain, the morning rain. And although I wish that you were near, that same old road that brought me here is calling me home, it’s calling me home. I wish I could lay down beside you when the day is done and wake up to your face against the morning sun, but like everything I’ve ever known, you’ll disappear one day. So I’ll spend my whole life hiding my heart away.
Gale Song by The Lumineers
"And he fell apart
With his broken heart
And this blood, this blood, this blood
Oh it drains from my skin, it does”
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing."
- Seamus Heaney, from “Personal Helicon” (via the-final-sentence)
(Source: yesyes, via the-final-sentence)
"Being but men, we walked into the trees."
- Dylan Thomas, from “Being But Men” (via the-final-sentence)
"I have many friends who have stopped going to church. Not because they are too “worldly” or because they don’t believe in Jesus, but because the dominant church structures can no longer contain how they feel called to express their faith. And just as often as I hear about folks no longer going to church, I almost always hear, as though an echo, someone else retorting, “But what about ‘Do not forsake the assembling of yourselves together’?” For you heathens out there, that’s the go-to verse in Hebrews for why we should go to church. The problem is that such a reaction makes an assumption. That the only proper way to “assemble together” as Christians is to sit in a building together for an hour to listen to thirty minutes of music followed by thirty minutes of lecture."
- When the Church Stops Going to Church (via azspot)
I’ve struggled with this exact thing for the past year and a half now. (via someday-the-trees-will-sing)