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  • #1
    T.S. Eliot
    “We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party


  • #2
    Ayn Rand
    “Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged


  • #3
    Ayn Rand
    “That love is reverence, and worship, and glory, and the upward glance. Not a bandage for dirty sores. But they don’t know it. Those who speak of love most promiscuously are the ones who’ve never felt it. They make some sort of feeble stew out of sympathy, compassion, contempt, and general indifference, and they call it love. Once you’ve felt what it means to love as you and I know it – the total passion for the total height – you’re incapable of anything less.”
    Ayn Rand


  • #4
    Ayn Rand
    “Freedom (n.): To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead


  • #5
    Ayn Rand
    “If you tell a beautiful woman that she is beautiful, what have you given her? It's no more than a fact and it has cost you nothing. But if you tell an ugly woman that she is beautiful, you offer her the great homage of corrupting the concept of beauty. To love a woman for her virtues is meaningless. She's earned it, it's a payment, not a gift. But to love her for her vices is a real gift, unearned and undeserved. To love her for her vices is to defile all virtue for her sake - and that is a real tribute of love, because you sacrifice your conscience, your reason, your integrity and your invaluable self-esteem.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged


  • #6
    Ayn Rand
    “She did not know the nature of her loneliness. The only words that named it were: This is not the world I expected.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged


  • #7
    Ayn Rand
    “Man cannot survive except through his mind. He comes on earth unarmed. His brain is his only weapon. Animals obtain food by force. man had no claws, no fangs, no horns, no great strength of muscle. He must plant his food or hunt it. To plant, he needs a process of thought. To hunt, he needs weapons,and to make weapons - a process of thought. From this simplest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and we have comes from a single attribute of man -the function of his reasoning mind.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead


  • #8
    Ayn Rand
    “For the first time since her return, she felt pain, a violent pain, but it made her feel alive, because it was worth feeling.”
    Ayn Rand


  • #9
    Ayn Rand
    “She knew that even pain can be confessed, but to confess happiness is to stand naked, delivered to the witness...”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead


  • #10
    Ayn Rand
    “I think. I am. I will.”
    Ayn Rand


  • #11
    Ayn Rand
    “It was the greatest sensation of existence: not to trust but to know.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged


  • #12
    Ayn Rand
    “Don't think of them now. Never think of pain or danger or enemies a moment longer than is necessary to fight them. You're here. It's our time and our life, not theirs. Don't struggle not to be happy. You are."

    - John Gault”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged


  • #13
    Chuck Palahniuk
    “I don't want to die without any scars.”
    Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club


  • #14
    Sylvia Plath
    “Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath


  • #15
    Ayn Rand
    “There’s nothing as significant as a human face. Nor as eloquent. We can never really know another person, except by our first glance at him. Because, in that glance, we know everything. Even though we’re not always wise enough to unravel the knowledge.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead


  • #16
    Ayn Rand
    “The man who refuses to judge, who neither agrees nor disagrees, who declares that there are no absolutes and believes that he escapes responsibility, is the man responsible for all the blood that is now spilled in the world. Reality is an absolute, existence is an absolute, a speck of dust is an absolute and so is a human life. Whether you live or die is an absolute. Whether you have a piece of bread or not, is an absolute. Whether you eat your bread or see it vanish into a looter's stomach, is an absolute.

    There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil. The man who is wrong still retains some respect for truth, if only by accepting the responsibility of choice. But the man in the middle is the knave who blanks out the truth in order to pretend that no choice or values exist, who is willing to sit out the course of any battle, willing to cash in on the blood of the innocent or to crawl on his belly to the guilty, who dispenses justice by condemning both the robber and the robbed to jail, who solves conflicts by ordering the thinker and the fool to meet each other halfway. In any compromise between food and poison, it is only death that can win. In any compromise between good and evil, it is only evil that can profit. In that transfusion of blood which drains the good to feed the evil, the compromise is the transmitting rubber tube.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged


  • #17
    Ayn Rand
    “Live and act within the limit of your knowledge and keep expanding it to the limit of your life.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
    tags: life


  • #18
    Charles Bukowski
    “Do you hate people?

    I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.”
    Charles Bukowski, Barfly


  • #19
    Charles Bukowski
    “For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #20
    Charles Bukowski
    “Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you've felt that way.”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #21
    Charles Bukowski
    “We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #22
    Charles Bukowski
    “I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #23
    Charles Bukowski
    “Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #24
    Charles Bukowski
    “what matters most is how well you walk through the fire”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #25
    Charles Bukowski
    “Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #26
    Charles Bukowski
    “I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.”
    Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell


  • #27
    Charles Bukowski
    “there is a loneliness in this world so great
    that you can see it in the slow movement of
    the hands of a clock.

    people so tired
    mutilated
    either by love or no love.

    people just are not good to each other
    one on one.

    the rich are not good to the rich
    the poor are not good to the poor.

    we are afraid.

    our educational system tells us
    that we can all be
    big-ass winners.

    it hasn't told us
    about the gutters
    or the suicides.

    or the terror of one person
    aching in one place
    alone

    untouched
    unspoken to

    watering a plant.”
    Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell


  • #28
    Charles Bukowski
    “I don't hate people. I just feel better when they aren't around.”
    Charles Bukowski


  • #29
    Charles Bukowski
    “I wanted the whole world or nothing.”
    Charles Bukowski, Post Office


  • #30
    Charles Bukowski
    “A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last




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