This is probably the best image I've ever seen of how I think about books. They are a window into another world that you can sit in and look into and enjoy the view, if only for a short time.




Writing, if nothing else, is a bridge between two people, a bridge made of language. And language belongs to all of us. If I enjoy a poem, that just means I am recognizing within it something of myself, something I must already possess. Therefore, to love a poem is to love a part of myself revealed to me by another person…I really believe that writing is the closest thing we have to true magic. Where else, but in words, can we discover each other out of thin air?

  • Ocean Vuong, interview by Tanya Olson, Split This Rock (16 February 2016)

Interesting. I love the idea that discovering something about another person is a form of magic, that writing can be magic.


Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but "steal" some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.

  • Albert Camus

You need to breathe.


I came across these single line tattoos by Mo Ganji and instantly fell in love with them. The simplicity of a single line leading itself into the complexity of a scene or animal is hypnotizing.

A photo posted by Mo Ganji (@moganji) on

A photo posted by Mo Ganji (@moganji) on

A photo posted by Mo Ganji (@moganji) on

This is great work and makes me want to get a tattoo that wasn't picked off the wall of a shop when I was 18 because it "looked cool".


The desire to go home that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to tame the animal, to let the soul go wild, to shelter in darkness and blaze with light, to cease to speak and be perfectly understood.

Rebecca Solnit

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You're irregular reminder that you should be following Astronomy Picture of the Day for their gorgeous photos like this.

Visit the site and mouse over the image to see the names of the constellations in this photo.


If one morning I walked on top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would read "President Can't Swim".

Lyndon B. Johnson


By Michael Dumontier and Neil Farber


Patrick Rhone has a short post called, On Worry that has two ways to alleviate worry:

  1. Taking action on that which worries you.
  2. Letting it go and redirecting that energy elsewhere.

I agree with step 1. People should take action on what is worrying them. If they can.

But, how do you go about completing step 2? If you worry, you are not going to find it easy to channel that energy in another direction because, well, you're probably going to worry if you're doing it right.

Worry is Anxiety and Anxiety is a devious creature. Simplifying how to alleviate it into a Disney song, is something we should all be trying
to do.

Trying to get rid of habitual states of mind without having seen into your own nature is like trying to get rid of a dream while asleep. The desire to dispel the dream is just part of the dream. Knowing that it is a dream is also just part of the dream. It doesn't matter how much you search for something in a dream, you will never find it.