1. literaryjukebox:

    Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

    Samuel Beckett (April 13, 1906–December 22, 1989) in Worstward Ho

    Song: “Better” by Teen



  2. literaryjukebox:

    Most people miss their whole lives, you know. Listen, life isn’t when you are standing on top of a mountain looking at a sunset. Life isn’t waiting at the altar or the moment your child is born or that time you were swimming in a deep water and a dolphin came up alongside you. These are fragments. Ten or twelve grains of sand spread throughout your entire existence. These are not life. Life is brushing your teeth or making a sandwich or watching the news or waiting for the bus. Or walking. Every day, thousands of tiny events happen and if you’re not watching, if you’re not careful, if you don’t capture them and make them count, your could miss it.

    You could miss your whole life.

    Toni Jordan in Addition

    Song: “What Are We Waiting For?” by Amiina

    Live in the NOW.

    Tagged #life

  3. literaryjukebox:

    Here is my secret. It is very simple. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

    Antoine de Saint Exupéry in The Little Prince, published on April 6, 1943

    Song: “Simple Song” by The Shins


  4. "We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness."
    —  Hunter S. Thompson (The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman 1955-67)
  5. glaizabustos:

    A short story inspired from the movie apocalypto, animal images are from google =D 

    #Unhappiness and #discontent


  6. literaryjukebox:

    At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough. No record of it needs to be kept and you don’t need someone to share it with or tell it to. When that happens — that letting go — you let go because you can.

    Toni Morrison (b. February 18, 1931) in Tar Baby.

    Song: “Let Go” by Frou Frou

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