“But you can’t make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them.”
~ Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
“We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the heart run over.”
~ James Boswell
“From time to time in the years to come, I hope you will be treated unfairly, so that you will come to know the value of justice. I hope that you will suffer betrayal because that will teach you the importance of loyalty. Sorry to say, but I hope you will be lonely from time to time so that you don’t take friends for granted. <…> I hope you’ll be ignored so you know the importance of listening to others, and I hope you will have just enough pain to learn compassion. Whether I wish these things or not, they’re going to happen. And whether you benefit from them or not will depend upon your ability to see the message in your misfortunes.”
~ “The Coddling of the American Mind” by Jonathan Haidt and Gregory Lukianoff
“As long as you do not know how to die and come to life again, you are but a sorry traveler on this dark earth.”
~ Goethe, West-ostlicher Divan
“We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
~ Charles Bukowski
“The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear”
“I value entertainment immensely but saying that it solves unhappiness is like saying that prostitution solves loneliness. Unhappiness is a core element of the human experience. It is not solvable because it is not a problem.”
“Nereges akis aš įsmeigiau į dangų, į tą pilką begalinį dangų, kuriame viešpatavo beprotis Dievas, savo pramogai išradęs gyvenimą ir mirtį.”
~ E. M. Remarkas
“Plaktuku įkalti varžtai laikosi geriau nei atsuktuvu įsuktos vinys.”
~ Liaudies išmintis
“In theory there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice there is…”
“Those who travel with the current will always feel they are good swimmers.”
~ Shankar Vedantam
“When I was young, any time my family got a new VCR or stereo, I would press every button, plug and unplug every cord and cable, just to see what everything did. With time, I learned how it all worked. And because I knew how it all worked, I was often the only person in the house who would use the stuff.
Like many millennial children, my parents looked on as if I were some sort of prodigy. To them, the fact that I could program the VCR without looking at the instruction manual made me the Second Coming of Tesla. They would shake their heads and guffaw and say, “How do you use that thing?” and I’d just kind of shrug and not really understand the question. There are buttons. You press them and see what happens. Eventually, you learn to press the right ones.
It’s easy to look back at my parents’ generation and chuckle at their technophobia. But the further I get into adulthood, the more I realize that we all have areas of our lives where we’re like my parents with the new VCR: we sit and stare and shake our heads and say, “But how?” When really, it’s as simple as just doing it.”
~ Mark Manson
“[It] doesn’t mean anything except itself.”
“It only gets complicated if you try to explain it.”
“Reality escapes all concepts.”
“On its own and into the unknown”
“You can’t bite your own teeth” / “The fire doesn’t burn itself”
“The mystery of life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.”
“Free from clutching at themselves the hands can handle; free from looking after themselves the eyes can see; free from trying to understand itself thought can think. In such feeling, seeing, and thinking life requires no future to complete itself nor explanation to justify itself. In this moment it is finished.”
~Alan Watts talking and citing various Zen, Buddhism and Hindu authors
—– SONG LYRICS —–
Ensiferum — The Longest Journey
My day of trouble have arrived,
In these tuonele cabins
These abodes of the dead land?
Roam those cold lands wild and free.
Wait for the sign; a blood red sky.
Then beyond the dark stream we will ride.
So narrow and brutal.
Only bravest of them all
Will find true valours
Who trust in false omens,
Will drown in the stream
With their untrue beliefs.
For so long,
Searching for the land.
Where heroes roam.
The last ray of light,
A breeze from the other side,
Before he dies.
Eternal heathen Throne,
Beneath the cold starlight.
Revealed for the purest sight.
When a searing star is near.
Carry on, you’re almost here
Across the wilderness and we will be home.
The longest journey of them all,
Has to be made all alone
Guiding the seeker through the night!
Gather your strength, don’t be afraid.
Far beyond the dark stream, we’ll meet again.