febrero 12, 2012

My thought is me: that’s why I can’t stop. I exist because I think… and I can’t stop myself from thinking. At this very moment – it’s frightful – if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing. I am the one who pulls myself from the nothingness to which I aspire.

Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via suzywire)

febrero 12, 2012

The highest and most beautiful things in life are not to be heard about, nor read about, nor seen but, if one will, are to be lived.

Søren Kierkegaard (via lucifelle)

febrero 12, 2012

Colour is a power which directly influences the soul.
Colour is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another to cause vibration in the soul.
It is therefore evident that colour harmony must rest on a corresponding vibration in the human soul.

Wassily Kandinsky. (via artpropelled)

febrero 12, 2012

Is there no way out of the mind?

Sylvia Plath, from “Apprehensions”  (via beingyourhero)

febrero 12, 2012

Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love.

Lao Tzu (via lucifelle)