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  • #1
    “It is easy to believe we are each waves and forget we are also the ocean.”
    Jon J. Muth

  • #2
    Kabir
    “Many have died; you also will die. The drum of death is being beaten. The world has fallen in love with a dream. Only sayings of the wise will remain.”
    Kabir, The Bijak of Kabir

  • #3
    Kobayashi Issa
    “Where there are humans,
    You'll find flies,
    And Buddhas.”
    Kobayashi Issa

  • #4
    “Preoccupied with a single leaf you won't see the tree.”
    Vagabond

  • #5
    عطار نیشابوری
    “I have no news
    of my coming
    or passing away--
    the whole thing
    happened quicker
    than a breath;
    ask no questions
    of the moth.”
    Farid al-Din Attar (عطار)

  • #6
    Ikkyu
    “that stone Buddha deserves all the
    birdshit it gets
    I wave my skinny arms like a tall
    flower in the wind”
    Ikkyu, Crow With No Mouth

  • #7
    Ikkyu
    “born born everything is always born
    thinking about it try not to”
    Ikkyu, Crow With No Mouth

  • #8
    Ikkyu
    “clouds very high look
    not one word helped them get up there”
    Ikkyu, Crow With No Mouth

  • #9
    “When the cart doesn't move, do you goad the cart or the ox?”
    Nanyue Huairang
    tags: zen

  • #10
    James Joyce
    “My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.

    You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore’s glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.

    Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.”
    James Joyce, Selected Letters of James Joyce

  • #11
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “1) Never trust a cop in a raincoat.
    2) Beware of enthusiasm and of love, both are temporary and quick to sway.
    3) If asked if you care about the world's problems, look deep into the eyes of he who asks, he will never ask you again.
    4) Never give your real name.
    5) If ever asked to look at yourself, don't look.
    6) Never do anything the person standing in front of you can't understand.
    7) Never create anything, it will be misinterpreted, it will chain you and follow you for the rest of your life.”
    Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream

  • #12
    Aldous Huxley
    “The surest way to work up a crusade in favor of some good cause is to promise people they will have a chance of maltreating someone. To be able to destroy with good conscience, to be able to behave badly and call your bad behavior 'righteous indignation' — this is the height of psychological luxury, the most delicious of moral treats.”
    Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow

  • #13
    “Guillaume Belibaste, the last Cathar recorded to have burned at the stake in 1321, is said to have prophesied that “at the end of seven hundred years the laurel would again turn green,”114 implying that the principles of “the true Christianity” would return to the world’s attention.”
    Marnia Robinson, Cupid's Poisoned Arrow: From Habit to Harmony in Sexual Relationships

  • #14
    George Bernard Shaw
    “I knew if I waited around long enough something like this would happen.”
    George Bernard Shaw

  • #15
    Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
    “And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?... The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin's thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If...if...We didn't love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation.... We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.”
    Aleksandr I. Solzhenitsyn , The Gulag Archipelago 1918–1956



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