December 9, 2012
I recently discovered Anais Nin. It’s beyond cool and totally reassuring to hear my own thoughts reflected by someone who was born in the early 1900’s. Too bad she isn’t here to have a cup of coffee with today.
“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.” Anais Nin (The Diary of Anais Nin, Volume I)
November 14, 2012
“Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all” Alfred Lord Tennyson
November 13, 2012
“Fiction, poetry, music, really deep serious sex, and, in various ways, religion — these are the places (for me) where loneliness is countenanced, stared down, transfigured, treated.” David Foster Wallace
This is such an honest and relatable statement for me. It is personal and intuitive. Until very recently, I was too proud, afraid, insecure, and dishonest to admit that I was lonely. Now, although still difficult to cope with sometimes, I find myself craving loneliness. Nothing encourages me to seek out and stimulate those things that I am passionate about quite like the feeling of being lonely. Being lonely forces you to reflect and it also stimulates growth.
November 9, 2012
“It is unimaginably hard to do this, to stay conscious and alive in the adult world day in and day out.” This is Water, David Foster Wallace
I post many-a-quotes on Facebook (and now on WordPress). Often, it is easier to ride the coattail of an already established voice (in my case, it is usually an author or philosopher) who has eloquently articulated something that indirectly expresses the current cluster of emotions/thoughts/words orbiting my own [state of] mind. Obviously, vicariously voicing what’s on my mind, through these quotes, protects me from the vulnerability too – it is much safer to avoid reader judgment this way. And since these quotes are by well-known authors, philosophers, and the like, there is a stoic credibility of which automatically summonses the reader to “Hear this!” And, yes, I do understand that quotes can be interpreted as the reader sees fit. However, since often it seems that the majority of my readers do not understand the depth and meaning of what it is I am trying to say – I have a new reason for posting these riddles: I am straining out the like-minded. As of recently, this new game has churned to be an excellent way to find those individuals that I can relate to on a deeper level. I don’t mean to imply that I have depth and intelligence greater than the majority (although on my more egotistical days, I could probably defend that argument – and, mind you, being deeper isn’t necessarily a good thing!). Recently, I accept that I would rather have a few real relationships, with an understanding that is deep and intimate instead of multiple acquaintances that survive on the surface of reality. I am happy that many people can enjoy the quotes that I post; however, the feedback I am seeking is from the few who not only hear my voice through the quotes, but also, quite frankly, get it (i.e. understand the quote from an intelligent place).