Quotes I try to live by:
“Be who you are and say what you mean, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”
“Aim for the moon, even if you miss, you’ll land amongst the stars.”
“Nothing but vulnerable.”
Anne Sexton, “The touch”
“Everything is holy!”
Allen Ginsberg, “Footnote to Howl”
There’s a point, around the age of twenty, when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities.
Ursula Le Guin
Admittedly, it’s not as impressive or satisfying as the glory that derives from public service, since action is much worthier and nobler than thinking or writing, and more natural. We weren’t made to spend our lives sitting at a table with pen and paper, and doing so can only be detrimental to your health and happiness.
Tim Park’s summary of Giacomo Leopardi, Is Literary Glory Worth Chasing?
David Orr writing in Earth in Mind points out that most of the problems we currently face, are a result of the actions of the most educated. The unschooled do not pose a threat to survival. Globally it is the educated who consume the most and waste the most. It is the educated bankers and economists who have contributed to the world recession. It is the educated who invest in policies which are ruining the world. They are not doing this necessarily with forethought, but are themselves the result of an education system which has often alienated students from the natural world and produced people whose main aim in life is to get wealthy. Worst of all it has produced an educated elite which is mostly unaware of its own ignorance.
Summary by Kay Wood in Education the Basics of David Orr’s Earth in Mind
It seems to me fame is just a load of arseholes thinking you’re all right.
To create, one must first destroy; to be capable of love, one must be able to hate, and nothing dulls love and hatred into their pallid-social equivalent so much as social approval.
Norman Mailer, What I Think of Artistic Freedom, 1955
Don’t be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.
To write, your heart has to be absolutely tender and you have to have the skin of a rhinoceros.