You are a voice that never sings, is what i say

"All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream."

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 20:35:38 -0600

“All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.”

- Edgar Allan Poe (via vvolare)

"One brick on top of another, such is the measure of man."

Tue, 22 Jan 2013 23:46:56 -0600

“One brick on top of another, such is the measure of man.”

- Bright Eyes | Coat Check Dream Song | Cassadaga

"For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today..."

Wed, 19 Dec 2012 10:03:09 -0600

“For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”

- Steve Jobs

"There was nothing clear about the things he said, but what he meant to say was somehow made pure and..."

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 20:48:01 -0600

“There was nothing clear about the things he said, but what he meant to say was somehow made pure and clear.”

- Jack Kerouac | On the Road | p121

I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest...

Sun, 25 Nov 2012 17:28:00 -0600

I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future, and maybe that’s why it happened right there and then, that strange red afternoon.

Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p15

"‘We’ve got a long way to go,’ preambled Dean, ‘and so you must take every..."

Mon, 19 Nov 2012 19:50:00 -0600

“‘We’ve got a long way to go,’ preambled Dean, ‘and so you must take every indulgence and deal with every single detail you can bring to mind— and still it won’t all be told. Easy, easy.’”

- On The Road | Jack Kerouac | p269

"“Come on, Galatea, Marie, let’s go hit the jazz joints and forget it. Dean will be dead..."

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 09:00:32 -0500

“

“Come on, Galatea, Marie, let’s go hit the jazz joints and forget it. Dean will be dead someday. Then what can you say to him?”

“The sooner he’s dead the better,” said Galatea, and she spoke officially for almost everyone in the room.

”

- Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p195

"This was what we sensed about the ghost on the sidewalk. I looked out the Window. He was alone in..."

Wed, 31 Oct 2012 10:08:32 -0500

“This was what we sensed about the ghost on the sidewalk. I looked out the Window. He was alone in the doorway, digging the Street. Bitterness, recriminations, advice, mortality, sadness–everything behind him, and ahead of him was the ragged and ecstatic joy of pure being.”

- Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p.195

"I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin’ ‘bout the way things sometimes are."

Fri, 26 Oct 2012 01:11:06 -0500

“I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin’ ‘bout the way things sometimes are.”

- Bob Dylan | Idiot Wind

"I don’t know if the stars rule the world Or if Tarot or playing cards Can reveal anything. I don’t..."

Tue, 23 Oct 2012 00:20:59 -0500

“

I don’t know if the stars rule the world
Or if Tarot or playing cards
Can reveal anything.
I don’t know if the rolling of dice
Can lead to any conclusion.
But I also don’t know
If anything is attained
By living the way most people do.

Yes, I don’t know
If I should believe in this daily rising sun
Whose authenticity no one can guarantee me,
Or if it would be better (because better or more convenient)
To believe in some other sun,
One that shines even at night,
Some profound incandescence of things,
Surpassing my understanding.

For now…
(Let’s take it slow)
For now
I have an absolutely secure grip on the stair-rail,
I secure it with my hand –
This rail that doesn’t belong to me
And that I lean on as I ascend…
Yes… I ascend…
I ascend to this:
I don’t know if the stars rule the world.

”

- Fernando Pessoa | trans. by Richard Zenith (via evoketheforms)

"The way to know life is to love many things."

Tue, 23 Oct 2012 00:07:38 -0500

“The way to know life is to love many things.”

- Vincent Van Gogh (via coffeepains)

"We should have shot guns for this kind of deal."

Thu, 18 Oct 2012 20:48:44 -0500

“We should have shot guns for this kind of deal.”

- Pulp Fiction

"To Slim Gaillard the whole world was just one big orooni."

Sun, 07 Oct 2012 15:35:30 -0500

“To Slim Gaillard the whole world was just one big orooni.”

- Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p176

"This was a manuscript of the night we couldn’t read."

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 00:08:14 -0500

“This was a manuscript of the night we couldn’t read.”

- Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p. 157

"This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we know but what to do with it."

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 13:40:00 -0500

“This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we know but what to do with it.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Do not delude yourself, you reached fool."

Fri, 17 Aug 2012 22:30:31 -0500

“Do not delude yourself, you reached fool.”

- Raphial

"There is nothing lost or wasted in this life."

Mon, 06 Aug 2012 11:43:11 -0500

“There is nothing lost or wasted in this life.”

- A fortune cookie

"That’s all behind us, merely by miles and inclinations."

Tue, 26 Jun 2012 21:00:00 -0500

“That’s all behind us, merely by miles and inclinations.”

- Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p. 134

"Carlo came back at dawn and put on his bathrobe. He wasn’t sleeping anymore those days...."

Tue, 26 Jun 2012 20:54:16 -0500

“Carlo came back at dawn and put on his bathrobe. He wasn’t sleeping anymore those days. “Ech!” he screamed. He has going out of his mind from the confusion of jam on the floor, pants, dresses thrown around, cigarette butts, dirty dishes, open books- it was a great forum we were having. Every day the world groaned to turn and we were making our appalling studies of the night”

- Jack Kerouac | On The Road | p. 122

"Life is life, and kind is kind."

Wed, 13 Jun 2012 02:05:00 -0500

“Life is life, and kind is kind.”

- Jack Kerouac | On the Road