miercuri, 23 septembrie 2015

To err is human; to forgive, divine....

“I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I'll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There's one thing I do know... and that is that I love you... In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we're alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right names.” 

vineri, 4 septembrie 2015

About ART

“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.” 

joi, 3 septembrie 2015

Beautiful Life

“I don’t have to be perfect. All I have to do is show up and enjoy the messy, imperfect and beautiful journey of my life.”

I don’t just want messy, and dirty, but the knowledge and intelligence to find the meaning in all of it. I want real; the ability to admit mistakes or to be able to say that there is no such thing, if we were able to learn from it. I want uncomfortable honesty that will make me shake down to my bones, because I’ve had enough skipping though shallow puddles to last a lifetime...

miercuri, 2 septembrie 2015

Dor de bucurie...

Bucuria este o stare in care sufletul traieste calm si statornic, netulburat de nicio frica sau superstitie sau de vreo alta emotie....

just a habit