I learned that the nonsensical things that happen are often preparations for the unknown unknowns. I learned that being in the moment isn’t just the best way to enjoy your life, it’s the only way to get ready for what’s next. I once read that you have to stop seeking answers and start living in the questions.
I believe that making a life for yourself as an “artist,” is less about chance and more about work ethic, walking the fine line between creating for yourself and creating for consumption and your threshold for rejection and perseverance regardless.
Make a list of things to talk about with your friends that do not involve insulting anybody else, complaining about your life or dwelling on the past.
What you think others think is more important than what they actually think. (It shows you to yourself.)
The most beautiful art is the depiction of an honest journey in which one speaks to themselves and lets others overhear the conversation. Also, everybody thinks they suck.
I have a hard time believing that Robin — or really anybody who has perished despite a seemingly phenomenal life — wouldn’t want us to understand this.
While cosmologists look at outer space with massive instruments and difficult calculations using mathematics, Buddhists look at inner space with mindfulness and concentration.
You are indecisive to an unhealthy, destructive fault.
“The world isn’t black and white… it’s pink and blue.”
This was a pleasure to compile. A life hack for you: ask everybody you know what essay, article, story or poem…