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Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. This day is all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on yesterdays.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson (via likeafieldmouse)

Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.

Henry Miller, Sexus (via colporteur)

I’m a word freak. I like words. I’ve always compared writing to music. That’s the way I feel about good paragraphs. When it really works, it’s like music.

— Hunter S. Thompson  (via evocative-eloquence)
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Hiroshima Mon Amour, 1959

#SheForShe

You never do find out what makes you tick, and after a while it’s unimportant.

— Norman Mailer (via likeafieldmouse)
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Rohinton Mistry, A Fine Balance
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Angela Carter, “The Bloody Chamber”

I’m honestly not a bad person, my heart is in the right place; it’s just that my head isn’t.