Morgan Housel - The Psychology of Money
- Enough
At a party given by a billionaire on Shelter Island, Kurt Vonnegut informs his pal, Joseph Heller, that their host, a hedge fund manager, had made more money in a single day than Heller had earned from his wildly popular novel Catch-22 over its whole history. Heller responds, "Yes, but I have something he will never have... enough."
Ryan Holiday
- And that’s what is so insidious about talk
And that's what is so insidious about talk. Anyone can talk about himself or herself. Even a child knows how to gossip and chatter. Most people are decent at hype and sales. So what is scarce and rare? Silence. The ability to deliberately keep yourself out of the conversation and subsist without its validation. Silence is the respite of the confident and the strong.
Meredith Brooks
- Bitch
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover. I'm a child, I'm a mother. I'm a sinner, I'm a saint. I do not feel ashamed. I'm your hell, I'm your dream. I'm nothing in between. You know you wouldn't want it any other way.
Coldplay
- We Never Change
I wanna live life and never be cruel, and I wanna live life and be good to you. And I wanna fly and never come down. And live my life, and have friends around. We never change, do we? We never learn, do we? So I wanna live in a wooden house. I wanna live life and always be true.
Ryan Holiday, Ego Is the Enemy
Your potential, the absolute best you're capable of that's the metric to measure yourself against. Your standards are. Winning is not enough. People can get lucky and win. People can be assholes and win. Anyone can win. But not everyone is the best possible version of themselves.
Ted Hughes
- The Thought-Fox
I imagine this midnight moment's forest: Something else is alive beside the clock's loneliness and this blank page where my fingers move... Cold, delicately as the dark snow, a fox's nose touches twig, leaf; two eyes serve a movement, that now and again now, and now, and now set neat prints into the snow between trees... til with a sudden sharp hot stink of fox it enters the dark hole of the head. The window is starless still; the clock ticks, the page is printed.
Theodore Roethke
- The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go. We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear my being dance from ear to ear. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow... This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. What falls away is always. And is near. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I learn by going where I have to go.
Nick Land
- Fanged Noumena: Collected Writings, 1987–2007
Philosophy, in its longing to rationalize, formalize, define, delimit, to terminate enigma and uncertainty, to co-operate wholeheartedly with the police, is nihilistic in the ultimate sense that it strives for the immobile perfection of death. But creativity cannot be brought to an end that is compatible with power, for unless life is extinguished, control must inevitably break down. We possess art lest we perish of the truth.
Jake Thompson
- The Anti Pickup Line AKA The Drop-off Line
Does it smell like rain? Because I'm precipitating. I was just hanging out in class one day and that came into my head. I came into class and it smelled kinda like rain. I was also sweating because I had walked up a lot of stairs so my brain just put the two together in that wonderful piece of poetry.
Ingrid Michaelson
- Hell No
I should've known better. I saw her wearing your sweater. Nice glasses, fake red hair. Just like me. Stop crying, stop crawling. Don't you see that I have stopped falling? We were good at faking forever. I get it, whatever. "Are you gonna miss him?" "Hell no!" Baby, watch me up and go. Mama said that the boys like you never work out anyway. Girlfriends say "Are you gonna be sad? If he calls you up, you gonna take him back?" I say "Hell no! Oh, hell no!"
St. Vincent
- Prince Johnny
But, honey, don't mistake my affection for another spit-and-penny style redemption. 'Cause we're all sons of someone's. We're all sons of someone's. I wanna mean more than I mean to you. I wanna mean more than I meant to him.
Deftones
- Beauty School
I watch you take it, I see your face, and I know I'm alive. You're shooting stars from the barrel of your eyes. It drives me crazy, just drives me wild.
Murray Bookchin
Certainly, it is already no longer possible, in my view, to call oneself an anarchist without adding a qualifying adjective to distinguish oneself from lifestyle anarchists.
Chase Atlantic
- Why Stop Now
I'm stuck in my conscience. She's lying on the floor and telling me nonsense. I'm floating around now my stomach is nauseous. And I keep doing this until I'm unconscious.
Kaworu Nagisa
Are you afraid of other people? I know that by keeping others at a distance, you avoid a betrayal of your trust, but, while you may not be hurt that way, you mustn't forget that you must endure the loneliness.
Mark Strand
- Keeping Things Whole
In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body's been. We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things whole.
Roger McGough
- Goodbat Nightman
God bless all policemen and fighters of crime. May thieves go to jail for a very long time. They've had a hard day helping clean up the town. Now they hang from the mantelpiece, both upside down. A glass of warm blood and then straight up the stairs, Batman and Robin are saying their prayers... They've filled their batwater-bottles, made their batbeds, with two springy battresses for sleep batheads. They're closing red eyes and their counting black sheep. Batman and Robin are falling asleep.
Wallace Stevens
- Anecdote of the Jar
I placed a jar in Tennessee, and round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness surround that hill. The wilderness rose up to it, and sprawled around, no longer wild. The jar was round upon the ground and tall and of a port in air. It took dominion everywhere. The jar was gray and bare. It did not give of bird or bush, like nothing else in Tennessee.
harry styles ainit
- I'm having your baby
She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes. Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect. And all the boys, they were saying they were into it. Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck she's driving me, crazy. But I'm into it, but I'm into it, I'm kinda into it, it's getting crazy. I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it, oh I think she said...
From everybody
The sound of my keyboard clicking is the most satisfying thing in my opinion. On the opposite end, something very unsatisfying is trying to type as fast as I can on this website, and people go ham on punctuations and capitals. Now I can understand capitals cause fine. But punctuations?! Girl were not in English class. Like; Damn, Please' Daddy: "Chill."
