I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often.
Tales of Ordinary Madness // Charles Bukowski
At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone.
It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out.
You cannot read loss, only feel it.
Memoirs of a Geisha // Arthur Golden
What an odd thing a diary is:
the things you omit are more important than those you put in.
The Woman Destroyed // Simone de Beauvoir
If you are unsure of a course of action, do not attempt it.
Your doubts and hesitations will infect your execution.
Timidity is dangerous: Better to enter with boldness.
Any mistakes you commit through audacity are easily corrected with more audacity.
Everyone admires the bold; no one honors the timid.
The 48 Laws of Power // Robert Greene
To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.
Eat, Pray, Love // Elizabeth Gilbert
A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
On the Road // Jack Kerouac
You have been offered “the gift of crisis.” As Kathleen Norris reminds us, the Greek root of the word crisis is “to sift,” as in, to shake out the excesses and leave only what’s important. That’s what crises do. They shake things up until we are forced to hold on to only what matters most. The rest falls away.
Carry On, Warrior // Glennon Melton
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself, with desire for what its monstrous laws have made monstrous and unlawful.
The Picture of Dorian Gray // Oscar Wilde
Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical;
Don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion.
Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
// Franz Kafka
Sometimes, we are so attached to our way of life that we turn down wonderful opportunities simply because we don’t know what to do with it.
Like the Flowing River // Paulo Coelho