ZITATE. Sprüche, Redewendungen, Textauszüge, Liedtexte, Kurzfilme, Tanzvideos, Lieder, etc.: mir sind irgendwann die Post-Its und Notizbücher ausgegangen. Lumen [lat.] = Licht. Noctivagum [lat.] = nachts umherschweifend, bei Nacht umherziehend. Der Blogtitel ist vor Jahren in einem Gespräch mit meiner besten Freundin entstanden. Das Hintergrundbild ist von mir. Sofern nicht anderweitig genannt, zählen Zitate ohne Referenz zu "Unbekannt". ~Fiete, on hiatus
26. Mai 2015
"Jane Eyre" by Charlotte Bronte
Why, then, should we ever sink overwhelmed with distress, when life is so soon over, and death is so certain an entrance to happiness - to glory?
25. Mai 2015
Henry David Thoreau
What lies ahead of us and what lies behind us are small matters compared to what lies within us. And when you bring what is within out into the world, miracles happen.
Kid President
Give people a high five just for getting out of bed in the morning, being a person is hard sometimes.
The Mad Hatter, OUAT
You know what the issue is with this world..
Everyone wants some magical solution for their problem...
And everyone refuses to believe in magic.
Everyone wants some magical solution for their problem...
And everyone refuses to believe in magic.
24. Mai 2015
"The Gift: Poems by Hafez the Great Sufi Master" by Daniel Ladinsky
Even after all this time
the sun never says to the earth,
you owe me.
Look what happens with a love like that.
It lights the whole sky.
the sun never says to the earth,
you owe me.
Look what happens with a love like that.
It lights the whole sky.
23. Mai 2015
22. Mai 2015
19. Mai 2015
"The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human" by Jonathan Gottschall
Most people think of fiction as a wildly creative art form. But this just shows how much creativity is possible inside a prison.
"The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human" by Jonathan Gottschall
Memories are often pruned and shaped by an ego-enhancing bias that blurs the edges of past events, softens culpability, and distorts what really happened.
"The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human" by Jonathan Gottschall
As the video game designer and writer James Wallis puts it, “Human beings like stories. Our brains have a natural affinity not only for enjoying narratives and learning from them but also for creating them. In the same way that your mind sees an abstract pattern and resolves it into a face, your imagination sees a pattern of events and resolves it into a story.
"The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human" by Jonathan Gottschall
The storytelling mind is allergic to uncertainty, randomness, and coincidence. It is addicted to meaning. If the storytelling mind cannot find meaningful patterns in the world, it will try to impose them. In short, the storytelling mind is a factory that churns out true stories when it can, but will manufacture lies when it can’t.
"The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human" by Jonathan Gottschall
We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.
"Jakob der Knecht" von Isaac Bashevis Singer
Was trägt ein weißes Kleid,
Ist schwarz die Läng und Breit,
Bleibt sprechend stumm allzeit?
Antwort: Brief.
Ist schwarz die Läng und Breit,
Bleibt sprechend stumm allzeit?
Antwort: Brief.
10. Mai 2015
7. Mai 2015
6. Mai 2015
5. Mai 2015
"You Learn" by Jorge Luis Borges
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth…
And you learn and learn…
With every good-bye you learn.
3. Mai 2015
Abonnieren
Posts (Atom)