“I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.”—Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek (via feellng)
“We do in many ways complete each other, which is - you can’t say that about a lot of people. It comes at a price, but when it happens, it’s just purer than anything else.”—Carl Barât on Peter Doherty - There Are No Innocent Bystanders (2011)
Eventually, everything connects. I’m a firm believer in fate. It’s a big world we live in, and we pass by thousands of people in our lifetime who we never get the chance to meet. But the ones we do happen to lock eyes or share a handshake with, all add a little something to the puzzle. For some it may be only a small piece, and some might end up completing it.
It could take a while for the full picture to reveal itself, but eventually, everything comes to light, and everything works out just the way it’s supposed to.
“Depression is stupid and not a thing that makes me a better writer. One time I went a whole year without writing and I stayed in bed and drank. Fuck your Bukowskisms. I want sunlight and love and running down some street I’ve never been on where it’s warm and cool at the same time and I’m smiling. I want nothing to ever be bad again- and I don’t mean that I want a life free of conflict, I mean that I want a life free of meaningless conflict. Not being able to will oneself to take a shower or leave the house is meaningless. There is nothing to be gained, no lesson to be learned from that kind of life. My heart is stale, my prose is stale. Give me fire if you want to hurt me. Give me something I can taste. There’s nothing romantic or mysterious about where I am. There’s nothing here worth holding onto.”—By Joshua Espinoza (via quibbler)
“As a writer, you can’t allow yourself the luxury of being discouraged and giving up when you are rejected, either by agents or publishers. You absolutely must plow forward.”—Augusten Burroughs (via aestheticintrovert)