[abre los ojos]

- Nunca aprecio los buenos momentos hasta que han pasado.
- Quizá por eso son buenos recuerdos, porque no nos paramos a pensarlos.

perspectives

So I was sitting there in the bar, and this guy came up to me and said: “my life stinks”, and I saw his gold credit card and the way he was looking up at people across the room, and I looked at his face, and you know quite a good looking face, and I just said “dude, your perspective on life sucks…”

banksy

a lot of people never use their initiative because no-one told them to

non sense

if you can master nonsense as well as you have already learned to master sense, then each will expose the other for what it is: absurdity. from that moment of illumination, a man begins to be free regardless of his surroundings. he becomes free to play order games and change them at will. he becomes free to play disorder games just for the hell of it. he becomes free to play neither or both. and as the master of his own games, he plays without fear, and therefore without frustration, and therefore with good will in his soul and love in his being

in Principia Discordia

double flame

el fuego original y primordial, la sexualidad, levanta la llama roja del erotismo y ésta, a su vez, sostiene y alza otra llama, azul y trémula: la del amor. erotismo y amor: la llama doble de la vida

my nights

it took me nearly a year to get here. it wasn't so hard to cross that street after all, it all depends on who's waiting for you on the other side.

paradiso perduto

she'll only break your heart, it's a fact.

and even though i warn you,
even though i guarantee you that the girl will only hurt you terribly,
you'll still pursue her.

ain't love grand?

the course of true love never did run smooth

or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
war, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it,
making it momentary as a sound,
swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
brief as the lightning in the collied night
that, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
and ere a man hath power to say 'behold!'
the jaws of darkness do devour it up;
so quick bright things come to confusion

never understimate the determination of a quiet man

Duncan Smith

you have three choices in life...

(i) be good
(ii) get good
(iii) give up

[the third is not really an option]

perfection is overated

being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. it just means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections

crazy beautiful

you can be anywhere when your life begins. when the future opens up in front of you. and you may not even realize it at first, but it's already happening.

letting go

there are things i can't force.
i must adjust.
there are times when the greatest change needed is a change of my viewpoint

Denis Diderot

trailing-stop

knowing is better than wondering,
waking is better than sleeping,
and even the biggest failure,
even the worst,
beats the hell out of never trying.

[and] whoever said that
"what you don't know can't hurt you"
was a complete and total moron.
because for the most [people] I know,
[myself included]
not knowing is the worst feeling in the world.

serendipity

we don't always get to choose what we love

Scott Westerfeld in The Last Days

the lost city

- why are you unhappy?
- i’m not unhappy, i’m just Sad
- why are you Sad?
- it is in my nature
- your nature is beautiful, not sadness
- but can’t Sad be beautiful?
- Sad yes, but not sadness…

the period

it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only

Charles Dickens in "A Tale of Two Cities"

veleiro

respira fundo. e outra vez: lê os sinais. se estiveres atento e receptivo, muitas bençãos virão. hoje. [e] todos os dias (...) saibas tu identificá-las

by MIA

ready, aim, go

always aim for the moon.
if you miss it, you might land on the stars

William Clement Stone

great expectations (II)

estella: let's say there was a little girl, and from the time she could understand, she was taught to fear... let's say she was taught to fear daylight. she was taught that it was her enemy, that it would hurt her. and then one sunny day, you ask her to go outside and play and she won't. you can't be angry at her can you?

finn: i knew that little girl and i saw the light in her eyes, and no matter what you say or do, that's still what i see