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TURNING THOUGHTS INTO WORDS: What Moving On Is Like. Moving on is not like a birthday, you can’t count down the hours ‘til it arrives and you can’t mark it on a calendar and you can’t call up your friends to help you celebrate. You can’t plan for it and you can’t conclude it by blowing out a candle. When moving on happens there will be no…
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TURNING THOUGHTS INTO WORDS: Being Predictable. .(This is a post I read submitted by an interesting blog I’ve recently come across. http://thingsgirlsdothatguyshate.tumblr.com/)
This is how most of your tumblrs look to me:
Upon opening your page, I see somewhere between 10 and 40 pictures. Half of them are .GIF images, which just means…
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Poetry, she thought, wasn’t written to be analyzed; It was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.
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Music.
Why do people fight about music? Because beauty and art is based almost solely on opinion. People have, sometimes, completely different ones. Thus, one person feels compelled to say something “negative” where they shouldn’t. Another person’s opinion is probably very strong for this music, so they feel as if they should correct them, or maybe even defend the music, or their own thoughts. Music is theoretically a reasonable thing to argue about, but it is very annoying and unnecessary.
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“For her I changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes into mirrors, I changed glass into water, I gave her wings and pulled birds from her ears and in her pockets she found the feathers, I asked a pear to become a pineapple, a pineapple to become a lightbulb, a lightbulb to become the moon, and the moon to become a coin I flipped for her love…”
— Nicole Krauss
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I once read that staring at the stars was like staring backward in time, since some stars are so far away that their light takes millions of years just to reach us. That we see stars not as they look now, but as they were when dinosaurs roamed the earth. The whole concept just struck me as.. amazing somehow.
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TURNING THOUGHTS INTO WORDS: The Age of Silence. I don’t quite know what it is about this passage that evokes such a strong emotion, all I know is that it fills me with a kind of restless peace, an aching nostalgia for something really quite intangible. Here it is, the chapter form a book called, “The History of Love” entitled The Age of…
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TURNING THOUGHTS INTO WORDS: Hmmm.. There was once a girl who did not believe in love. Instead, she believed in convenience, lust, and desperation. She thought marriage was when two people decided that their significant other just had something to offer that the other lacked, and therefore were simply using each other. She was…
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TURNING THOUGHTS INTO WORDS: Feelings. “Just as there was a first instant when someone rubbed two sticks together to make a spark, there was a first time joy was felt, and a first time for sadness. For a while, new feelings were being invented all the time. Desire was born early, as was regret. When stubbornness was felt for the first…
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So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days, you can hear their chorus rushing past.
