February 2012
42 posts
Man reading Richard Scarry’s What Do People Do All Day?:
What? Poets do not write poetry all day! They work shitty jobs in design firms and sell things to assholes from San Diego! (turns page) And writers don’t write all day! They pick up laundry for Park Slope bitches!
-Children’s Section, Barnes & Noble, Court Street
[from Overheard in New York]
You will never feel 100% ready for something new.
“Nobody ever feels 100% ready when an opportunity arises. Because most great opportunities in life force us to grow beyond our comfort zones, which means you won’t feel totally comfortable or ready for it.”
(http://www.marcandangel.com/2011/04/11/16-harsh-truths-that-make-us-stronger/)
./!
i wish there were some punctuation mark between . and ! something desperate and insistent, but softer, more hushed. something that suggests: ”my breath has been taken away, and i need to sit here for just a moment more before i disrupt again with my body space.”
“Only hang around people that are positive and make you feel good. Anybody who...”
– Amy Poehler (via funeral)
“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via uhhleeese)
“once someone told me
they were tired of
managing me and my
emotions
one man...”
– Kendra Grant Malone, excerpt from quiet as death (via holdonmagnolia)
a quiet place
http://thequietplaceproject.com/thequietplace
“When things break, it’s not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting...”
– John Green (via meaningful-things)
“Before you speak, ask yourself, is it kind, is it necessary, is it true, does it...”
– Sai Baba (via aboyinmidair)
“You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in...”
– Winston S. Churchill (via nowbacktomyroots)
January 2012
34 posts
“Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the...”
– Written on the Body, Jeanette Winterson (via thechocolatebrigade)
overheardatsmith:
“…I like camping! BOOM! Stereotype!”
-Basement of Ford Hall
“This is all I want with you now: a simple room, one light in the middle of the...”
– Jonathan Carroll, The Marriage of Sticks (via holdonmagnolia)