Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Monday, 1 October 2012
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Citing Valentina's post
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will.
You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt.
Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts.
Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
bitte hoere
Auf Dauer aber braucht eine Beziehung auch Sprache, nicht Schweigen, wenn sie gelegen soll.
Wer wortlos bleibt, der schreibt nicht.
Im Schweigen steckt eine Botschaft:
"Bitte hoere was ich nicht sage"
Wer wortlos bleibt, der schreibt nicht.
Im Schweigen steckt eine Botschaft:
"Bitte hoere was ich nicht sage"
Friday, 16 March 2012
Sunday, 11 March 2012
an urge to investigate
Welcome to Biophilia, the love for nature in all her manifestations. From the tiniest organism, to the greatest red giant floating in the farthest realm of the universe.
With Biophilia comes a restless curiosity, an urge to investigate and discover the elusive places where we meet nature. Where she plays on our senses with colors and forms, perfumes and smells, the taste and touch of salty wind on the tongue.
But much of nature is hidden from us, that we can neither see nor touch, such as the one phenomenon, that could be said to move us, more than any other in our daily lives: sound. Sound, harnessed by human beings, delivered with generosity and emotion, is what we call, music. And just as we use music to express parts of us, that would otherwise be hidden, so too can we use technology, to make visible, much of nature's invisible world.
In biophilia, you will experience how the three come together: nature, music, technology. Listen, learn and create.
Now, forget the size of the human body. remember that you are a gateway between the universal and the microscopic. The unseen forces that stir the depths of your innermost being, and nature, who embraces you, and all there is.
We're on the brink of a revolution, that will reunite humans with nature, through new technological innovations. Until we get there, prepare, explore: Biophilia!
From Bjork's website
With Biophilia comes a restless curiosity, an urge to investigate and discover the elusive places where we meet nature. Where she plays on our senses with colors and forms, perfumes and smells, the taste and touch of salty wind on the tongue.
But much of nature is hidden from us, that we can neither see nor touch, such as the one phenomenon, that could be said to move us, more than any other in our daily lives: sound. Sound, harnessed by human beings, delivered with generosity and emotion, is what we call, music. And just as we use music to express parts of us, that would otherwise be hidden, so too can we use technology, to make visible, much of nature's invisible world.
In biophilia, you will experience how the three come together: nature, music, technology. Listen, learn and create.
Now, forget the size of the human body. remember that you are a gateway between the universal and the microscopic. The unseen forces that stir the depths of your innermost being, and nature, who embraces you, and all there is.
We're on the brink of a revolution, that will reunite humans with nature, through new technological innovations. Until we get there, prepare, explore: Biophilia!
From Bjork's website
Tuesday, 24 January 2012
brutto tempo
Ich freue mich jedes Mal, wenn schlechtes Wetter ist. Denn wenn ich mich nicht freue, ist auch schlechtes Wetter.
Sunday, 1 January 2012
Thursday, 22 December 2011
やるせない
"The Japanese have words for sadness that are so subtle and complicated that the English translations don't do them justice.
Setsunai is usually translated as 'sad', but it is better described as a feeling of sadness and loneliness, so powerful that it feels as if your chest is constricted, as if you can't breathe; a sadness that is physical and tangible. There is another word, too - yarusenai, which is grief or loneliness so strong that you can't get rid of it, you can't clear it away.
There are some things like that. You get older and you forget about them, but every time you remember, you feel that yarusenai. It never goes away; it just gets tucked away and forgotten for a while."
...
"The day after the funeral, I checked my company e-mail account, something I rarely did. I had an unopened e-mail from Hamaya.
It was sent about two days before she killed herself. I have never opened it. I've never had the courage. I don't want to know. I think I have a copy backed up on a hard disk somewhere. I'm not going to look for it.
What's yarusenai?
it's that one e-mail you never replied to and will never open. It's the bad advice you gave and the phone call you should have made and everything that came out of it. It's thinking about the friends that you suspect you might have been able to save."
(Tokyo Vice, J. Adelstein, 2010)
Setsunai is usually translated as 'sad', but it is better described as a feeling of sadness and loneliness, so powerful that it feels as if your chest is constricted, as if you can't breathe; a sadness that is physical and tangible. There is another word, too - yarusenai, which is grief or loneliness so strong that you can't get rid of it, you can't clear it away.
There are some things like that. You get older and you forget about them, but every time you remember, you feel that yarusenai. It never goes away; it just gets tucked away and forgotten for a while."
...
"The day after the funeral, I checked my company e-mail account, something I rarely did. I had an unopened e-mail from Hamaya.
It was sent about two days before she killed herself. I have never opened it. I've never had the courage. I don't want to know. I think I have a copy backed up on a hard disk somewhere. I'm not going to look for it.
What's yarusenai?
it's that one e-mail you never replied to and will never open. It's the bad advice you gave and the phone call you should have made and everything that came out of it. It's thinking about the friends that you suspect you might have been able to save."
(Tokyo Vice, J. Adelstein, 2010)
Saturday, 12 November 2011
geeky
While playing Dungeons and Dragons:
Raj: I don’t know if I want to play anymore.
Sheldon: Because you don’t have a girlfriend? Well, good lord, if that becomes a reason not to play Dungeons & Dragons, this game’s in serious trouble.
Raj: I don’t know if I want to play anymore.
Sheldon: Because you don’t have a girlfriend? Well, good lord, if that becomes a reason not to play Dungeons & Dragons, this game’s in serious trouble.
Sunday, 28 August 2011
Momo
- Perchè non sorridi mai, Momo?
- Sorridere è roba da gente ricca, monsieur Ibrahim. Io non ho i mezzi.
- Perchè, tu credi che io sia ricco?
- Bhè, la sua cassa è sempre strapiena. Non conosco nessuno che per tutto il giorno abbia così tanti soldi sotto gli occhi.
- Ma i soldi mi servono per pagare la merce e il locale. E alla fine del mese non mi resta molto, sai.
- Monsieur Ibrahim, quando dico che il sorriso è roba da ricchi, intendo dire che è roba per gente felice.
- Ecco, è qui che ti sbagli. E' il sorridere che rende felici.
- Come sa tutte queste cose, monsieur Ibrahim?
- Io non so niente. So solo quello che c'è nel mio Corano.
- Hai un solo paio di piedi, Momo, devi averne cura. Se le scarpe ti fanno male, le cambi. Ma i piedi, quelli non li potrai mai cambiare!
- La bellezza è dappertutto, Momo. Dovunque tu giri l osguardo. E' scritto nel mio Corano, questo.
- Il tuo amore per lei è tuo. Ti appartiene. Anche se lei lo rifiuta, nonlo può cambiare. Semplicemente non ne approfitta, ecco tutto. Quello che tu dai, Momo, è tuo per la vita; e quello che non dai è perduto per sempre!
- No, non l'autostrada, Momo. Non prendere l'autostrada. Le autostrade, ci passi e basta, non c'è niente da vedere. Sono buone per gli imbecilli che vogliono andare il più velocemente possibile da un punto all'altro. Noi non facciamo della geometria, noi viaggiamo. Trovami dei bei percorsi che ci facciano vedere bene tutto quello che c'è da vedere.
- "Il cuore dell'uomo è come un uccello rinchiuso nella gabbia del corpo". Quando danzi il cuore canta come un uccello che aspira a fondersi con Dio. Vieni, andiamo al tekkè
E così, ancora oggi, quando le cose non vanno per il verso giusto, io giro.
Punto una mano verso il cielo e giro. Punto una mano verso il suolo e giro. I cielo ruota sopra di me. La terra ruota sotto di me. Non sono più io, ma uno di quegli atom iche girano intorno al vuoto che è tutto.
- Sorridere è roba da gente ricca, monsieur Ibrahim. Io non ho i mezzi.
- Perchè, tu credi che io sia ricco?
- Bhè, la sua cassa è sempre strapiena. Non conosco nessuno che per tutto il giorno abbia così tanti soldi sotto gli occhi.
- Ma i soldi mi servono per pagare la merce e il locale. E alla fine del mese non mi resta molto, sai.
- Monsieur Ibrahim, quando dico che il sorriso è roba da ricchi, intendo dire che è roba per gente felice.
- Ecco, è qui che ti sbagli. E' il sorridere che rende felici.
- Come sa tutte queste cose, monsieur Ibrahim?
- Io non so niente. So solo quello che c'è nel mio Corano.
- Hai un solo paio di piedi, Momo, devi averne cura. Se le scarpe ti fanno male, le cambi. Ma i piedi, quelli non li potrai mai cambiare!
- La bellezza è dappertutto, Momo. Dovunque tu giri l osguardo. E' scritto nel mio Corano, questo.
- Il tuo amore per lei è tuo. Ti appartiene. Anche se lei lo rifiuta, nonlo può cambiare. Semplicemente non ne approfitta, ecco tutto. Quello che tu dai, Momo, è tuo per la vita; e quello che non dai è perduto per sempre!
- No, non l'autostrada, Momo. Non prendere l'autostrada. Le autostrade, ci passi e basta, non c'è niente da vedere. Sono buone per gli imbecilli che vogliono andare il più velocemente possibile da un punto all'altro. Noi non facciamo della geometria, noi viaggiamo. Trovami dei bei percorsi che ci facciano vedere bene tutto quello che c'è da vedere.
- "Il cuore dell'uomo è come un uccello rinchiuso nella gabbia del corpo". Quando danzi il cuore canta come un uccello che aspira a fondersi con Dio. Vieni, andiamo al tekkè
E così, ancora oggi, quando le cose non vanno per il verso giusto, io giro.
Punto una mano verso il cielo e giro. Punto una mano verso il suolo e giro. I cielo ruota sopra di me. La terra ruota sotto di me. Non sono più io, ma uno di quegli atom iche girano intorno al vuoto che è tutto.
Wednesday, 20 July 2011
sourire
_ M'sieur Ibrahim, quand je dis que c'est un truc de gens riches, le sourire, je veux dire que c'est un truc pour les gens heureux.
_ Eh bien, c'est là que tu te trompes. C'est sourire, qui rend heureux. [...] Essaie de sourire, tu verras.
_ Eh bien, c'est là que tu te trompes. C'est sourire, qui rend heureux. [...] Essaie de sourire, tu verras.
Sunday, 17 July 2011
therapy
His feeling was that they wouldn't stay together long, but probably there'd be lots of terapheutic fucking.
Sunday, 12 June 2011
scented candle
You're gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of Confidence. Either that or a scented candle.
(One Day, D. Nicholls)
(One Day, D. Nicholls)
Sunday, 15 May 2011
parafrasando
today is one of those days. great things are happening. lots of stuff with which I should keep myself busy. and no one special to share this with.
should I listen to business magnolia or new age magnolia...
should I listen to business magnolia or new age magnolia...
"No, it's not so bad. I'm lucky, I know. I just. . .I feel like I'm never gonna have it. . .the whole package, you know? That person, that couple life, and I swear, I hate admitting it because I fancy myself Wonder Woman, but. . .I really want it – the whole package," Lorelai said, looking into her coffee cup
Monday, 9 May 2011
Sunday, 1 May 2011
happy man
You know, Jill, you remind me of my mother. She was the biggest whore in Alameda and the finest woman that ever lived. Whoever my father was, for an hour or for a month - he must have been a happy man.
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
Saturday, 9 April 2011
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