Charlotte Eriksson's Blog, page 1370

"The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable...."

“The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possible can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.”

- Kurt Vonnegut

Photographed by Errikos Andreou

Photographed by Errikos Andreou

"I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and..."

“I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.”

- Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

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"We’ll just start walking today and see the world and the way the world walks around and talks,..."

“We’ll just start walking today and see the world and the way the world walks around and talks, the way it really looks. I want to see everything now. And while none of it well be me when it goes in, after a while it’ll all gather together inside and it’ll be me. Look at the world out there, my God, my God, look at it out there, outside me, out there beyond my face and the only way to really touch it is to put it where it’s finally me, where it’s in the blood, where it pumps around a thousand times ten thousand a day. I get hold of it so it’ll never run off. I’ll hold onto the world tight some day. I’ve got one finger on it now; that’s a beginning.”

- Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

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"He asked why people are sad. ‘That’s simple,’ says the old man. ‘They are the prisoners of their..."

“He asked why people are sad. ‘That’s simple,’ says the old man. ‘They are the prisoners of their personal history. Everyone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask if that plan is theirs or if it was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people’s ideas, and it is more than they can possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams.”

- Paulo Coelho

You know how you hear a certain song in a specific moment and...

You know how you hear a certain song in a specific moment and how after that you will always think about that moment, or that person, when you hear that song again? For me, Secondhand Serenade means summer and the endless possibilities in every single day. 
And because there has to be a little bit of sadness even in beautiful memories, because it’s the knowledge that nothing lasts that makes it worth remembering.

Literally me at the end of every book.

Literally me at the end of every book.

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