Saturday, 21 April 2012
“you live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. the symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. the second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. that is all. it appears like an innocuous illness. monotony, boredom, death. millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. they work in offices. they drive a car. they picnic with their families. they raise children. and then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. some never awaken.”
- anaïs nin, the diary of anaïs nin, vol. 1: 1931-1934
Sunday, 15 April 2012
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Wednesday, 11 April 2012
Friday, 6 April 2012
I haven't been taking photos that much. I've been itching to take some selfies but the batteries died for my remote. This is the view from across the street of my house, I guess it goes to show you that I simply can't stop taking pictures. Whenever I see an interesting: face, light, location, anything, I always wish I had my camera in my hands.
Monday, 2 April 2012
"Being tender and open is beautiful. As a woman, I feel continually shhh’ed. Too sensitive. Too mushy. Too wishy washy. Blah blah. Don’t let someone steal your tenderness. Don’t allow the coldness and fear of others to tarnish your perfectly vulnerable beating heart. Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things. Whether it’s a song, a stranger, a mountain, a rain drop, a tea kettle, an article, a sentence, a footstep, feel it all – look around you. All of this is for you. Take it and have gratitude. Give it and feel love."
— Zooey Deschanel
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