Kati
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It is difficult
to get the news from poems
yet men die miserably every day
for lack
of what is found there.
― William Carlos Williams
(ph. Getty Museum)
to get the news from poems
yet men die miserably every day
for lack
of what is found there.
― William Carlos Williams
(ph. Getty Museum)
November 17, 2024 at 5:15 PM
It is difficult
to get the news from poems
yet men die miserably every day
for lack
of what is found there.
― William Carlos Williams
(ph. Getty Museum)
to get the news from poems
yet men die miserably every day
for lack
of what is found there.
― William Carlos Williams
(ph. Getty Museum)
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
Franz Kafka
Franz Kafka
June 9, 2024 at 8:15 AM
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
Franz Kafka
Franz Kafka
Nothing lasts, you see, not even the thoughts inside you. And you musn't
waste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.
— Paul Auster
waste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.
— Paul Auster
May 1, 2024 at 5:12 PM
Nothing lasts, you see, not even the thoughts inside you. And you musn't
waste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.
— Paul Auster
waste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.
— Paul Auster
I thought I would be understood without words
— Vincent Van Gogh
— Vincent Van Gogh
March 31, 2024 at 1:02 PM
I thought I would be understood without words
— Vincent Van Gogh
— Vincent Van Gogh
Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
January 27, 2024 at 7:06 PM
Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
And now let us believe in a long year
that is given to us, new untouched,
full of things that never been.
— R.M. Rilke
#HappyNewYear2024
that is given to us, new untouched,
full of things that never been.
— R.M. Rilke
#HappyNewYear2024
December 31, 2023 at 7:56 PM
And now let us believe in a long year
that is given to us, new untouched,
full of things that never been.
— R.M. Rilke
#HappyNewYear2024
that is given to us, new untouched,
full of things that never been.
— R.M. Rilke
#HappyNewYear2024
Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
Georgia O'Keeffe
Georgia O'Keeffe
November 4, 2023 at 10:00 PM
Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
Georgia O'Keeffe
Georgia O'Keeffe
This November there seems to be nothing to say.
Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton
November 1, 2023 at 7:40 PM
This November there seems to be nothing to say.
Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton
Man starts over again everyday, in spite of all he knows, against all
he knows.
Emil Cioran
he knows.
Emil Cioran
October 28, 2023 at 8:39 PM
Man starts over again everyday, in spite of all he knows, against all
he knows.
Emil Cioran
he knows.
Emil Cioran
I had a
moment of clarity,
saw the feeling
in the heart of things,
walked out to
the garden crying.
- Allen Ginsberg
moment of clarity,
saw the feeling
in the heart of things,
walked out to
the garden crying.
- Allen Ginsberg
October 19, 2023 at 4:51 PM
I had a
moment of clarity,
saw the feeling
in the heart of things,
walked out to
the garden crying.
- Allen Ginsberg
moment of clarity,
saw the feeling
in the heart of things,
walked out to
the garden crying.
- Allen Ginsberg
How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense.
— Franz Kafka, Metamorphosis
— Franz Kafka, Metamorphosis
October 7, 2023 at 5:44 PM
How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense.
— Franz Kafka, Metamorphosis
— Franz Kafka, Metamorphosis
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Quote of the day!
The morning after a great historical crisis, you feel as sad and sick as after a heavy night. But there is no aspirin for historical hangovers.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
October 7, 2023 at 10:01 AM
Quote of the day!
The morning after a great historical crisis, you feel as sad and sick as after a heavy night. But there is no aspirin for historical hangovers.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
October 7, 2023 at 9:53 AM
The morning after a great historical crisis, you feel as sad and sick as after a heavy night. But there is no aspirin for historical hangovers.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
Our world does not need tepid souls. It needs burning hearts.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
October 3, 2023 at 7:56 PM
Our world does not need tepid souls. It needs burning hearts.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds.
— R.M. Rilke
— R.M. Rilke
October 2, 2023 at 2:54 PM
At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds.
— R.M. Rilke
— R.M. Rilke
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad
in a shower of all my days...
— Dylan Thomas
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad
in a shower of all my days...
— Dylan Thomas
October 2, 2023 at 2:51 PM
And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad
in a shower of all my days...
— Dylan Thomas
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad
in a shower of all my days...
— Dylan Thomas
Letzter Septembertag
Berlin, Schlachtensee
Berlin, Schlachtensee
September 30, 2023 at 9:20 PM
Letzter Septembertag
Berlin, Schlachtensee
Berlin, Schlachtensee
I never understand other peoples' desires or hopes, until they coincide with my own, then we clash.
Bob Kaufman
Bob Kaufman
September 30, 2023 at 8:41 PM
I never understand other peoples' desires or hopes, until they coincide with my own, then we clash.
Bob Kaufman
Bob Kaufman
But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing.
Albert Camus, The Fall
Albert Camus, The Fall
September 30, 2023 at 8:40 PM
But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing.
Albert Camus, The Fall
Albert Camus, The Fall
The seas, rains, necessity, desire, the struggle against death--these are things that unite us all. We resemble one another in what we see together, in what we suffer together. Dreams change from individual, but the reality of the world is common to us all.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
September 27, 2023 at 7:47 PM
The seas, rains, necessity, desire, the struggle against death--these are things that unite us all. We resemble one another in what we see together, in what we suffer together. Dreams change from individual, but the reality of the world is common to us all.
Albert Camus
Albert Camus
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
September 26, 2023 at 9:23 PM
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Emmanuel Sougez
La poire coupée, 1930
La poire coupée, 1930
September 26, 2023 at 9:15 PM
Emmanuel Sougez
La poire coupée, 1930
La poire coupée, 1930
We choose not randomly each other. We meet only those who already exists in our subconscious.
Sigmund Freud
Sigmund Freud
September 26, 2023 at 9:08 PM
We choose not randomly each other. We meet only those who already exists in our subconscious.
Sigmund Freud
Sigmund Freud