#notes

Leave us alone without books and we shall be lost and in confusion at once. We shall not know what to join on to, what to cling to, what to love and what to hate, what to respect and what to despise. We are oppressed at being men -- men with a real individual body and blood, we are ashamed of it, we think it a disgrace and try to contrive to be some sort of impossible generalised man. We are stillborn, and for generations past have been begotten, not by living fathers, and that suits us better and better. We are developing a taste for it. Soon we shall contrive to be born somehow from an idea. But enough; I don't want to write more from "Underground. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#notes #subsuelo #underground #love

I swear, gentlemen, that to be too conscious is an illness - a real thorough-going illness. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#disease #fyodor-dostoyevsky #illness #intellect #notes-from-the-underground

A brick could be used for note delivery, from the KKK. ↗

— Nicole McKay

#brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses #delivery #funny

Do not cry to me. I can only cry with you. I will not die for you. I am still too young in the meaning of love. Talk to the Fool, to the one who left a throne to enter an anthill. He will enter your shadow. It cannot taint HIm. He has done it before. His holiness is not fragile. It burns like a father to the sun. Touch His skin, put your hand in His side. He has kept His scars when He did not have to. Give Him your pain and watch it overwhelmed, burned away in the joy He takes in loving. In stooping. ↗

— N.D. Wilson

#love

Tunggu malaikat. Jangan dulu dikabulkan apa yang dia minta. Aku ingin mendengar tangisan dan permohonannya lebih lama lagi karena Aku mencintainya. Jika waktunya tiba, Aku akan mengabulkan semua permohonannya, bahkan akan Kulebihkan dari yang dia minta. ↗

— Muhammad Asad

#notes-from-qatar- #inspirational

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness. ↗

— Maya Angelou

#back #between #could #crawl #curl

Summer has come with the loveliness of a mother Heat, not warmth, now pours onto my face, aging me, taking me closer to death. Let it. I am here to live my story, to love my story. I will not fail to savor any gift out of a desire for self-preservation. Self-preservation is not a great virtue in this story. ↗

— N. D. Wilson

#age

Since it is seldom clear whether intellectual activity denotes a superior mode of being or a vital deficiency, opinion swings between considering intellect a privilege and seeing it as a handicap. ↗

— Jacques Barzun

#being #between #clear #considering #deficiency

Tones sound, and roar and storm about me until I have set them down in notes. ↗

— Ludwig van Beethoven

#down #i #me #notes #roar

Consider what a romantic expedition you are on; take notes. ↗

— Anne Boyd

#expedition #notes #romantic #take #you