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Notes: 53 / 5 months ago
"If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution — then, it seems to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise."
- from Wanted, a New Pleasure, 1931 by Aldous Huxley [July 26, 1894 -November 22, 1963]
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Notes: 397 / 10 months ago
from liquidnight
"I couldn’t live where there were no trees—something vital in me would starve."
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L.M. Montgomery, Anne’s House of Dreams
from liquidnight
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Notes: 374 / 11 months ago
from liquidnight
"Stuff your eyes with wonder … live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories."
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Notes: 175 / 1 year ago
from proustitute
"To change your language you must change your life."
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Notes: 106 / 1 year ago
from liquidnight
"All we have to believe with is our senses: the tools we use to perceive the world, our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. And even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our senses show us; and we must walk that road to the end."
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Notes: 1276 / 1 year ago
from liquidnight
"It’s weird to feel like you miss someone you’re not even sure you know."
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Notes: 27 / 1 year ago
from homeofthevain
"Last night I dreamed I died, and that my life had been rearranged into some kind of theme park.
And all my friends were walking up and down the boardwalk. And my dead Grandmother was selling cotton candy out of a little shack. And there was this big ferris wheel, about a half mile out in the ocean, half in and half out of the water. And all my old boyfriends were on it. With their new girlfriends. And the boys were waving and shouting, and the girls were saying “eeek.” Then they disappeared under the surface of the water, and when they came up again they were laughing and gasping for breath.
In this dream I’m on a tightrope, and I’m tipping back and forth trying to keep my balance. And below me are all my relatives, and if I fall I’ll crush them. This long thin line. This tightrope, made of sound.
— Laurie Anderson, Tightrope"
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Notes: 580 / 1 year ago
"Being Dead While You’re Alive — That’s Real Death."
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Henry Miller & Anaïs Nin on Death and Dreams
from biblioklept
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Notes: 159 / 1 year ago
from artchipel
"I cannot conceive any work of art as having a separate existence from life itself."
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Notes: 82 / 1 year ago
from bookmarklet
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Notes: 344 / 1 year ago
from liquidnight
"The question is not what you look at, but what you see."
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Henry David Thoreau, Journal, August 5, 1851
from liquidnight
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Notes: 161 / 1 year ago
from bookmarklet
"Only by living absurdly is it possible to break out of this infinite absurdity"
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Notes: 187 / 1 year ago
from liquidnight
"The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable."
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Notes: 242 / 1 year ago
"Any life, no matter how long and complex it may be, is made up of a single moment — the moment in which a man finds out, once and for all, who he is."
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Notes: 400 / 1 year ago
from proustitute
"Everything is dead while it lives."