Posts Tagged: Quote

Omar Khayyam on (what else) love #curlmytoes #whosaidthat #quote

Again with them silver-tongued Persians… How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon? Omar Khayyam (View all illustrations from the first English-language edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam on Wikipedia) mjanecolette // TellMe@mjanecolette.com GET LOVE LETTERS  💕 GET A FREE BOOK! 💕 CHECK OUT TEXT ME, CUPID

Omar Khayyam on (what else) love #curlmytoes #whosaidthat #quote

Again with them silver-tongued Persians… How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon? Omar Khayyam (View all illustrations from the first English-language edition of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam on Wikipedia) mjanecolette // TellMe@mjanecolette.com GET LOVE LETTERS  💕 GET A FREE BOOK! 💕 CHECK OUT TEXT ME, CUPID

“Can’t you write a book that isn’t about love?” #quote #whosaidthat #curlmytoes

My pseudonym, kittens, is not a coincidence: But can’t you write a book that isn’t about love, adultery, semi-incestuous couplings and separation? Aren’t there other things in life? Henri de Jouvenal to Colette (he was her 2nd husband–of three) Yes. Yes, I

“Can’t you write a book that isn’t about love?” #quote #whosaidthat #curlmytoes

My pseudonym, kittens, is not a coincidence: But can’t you write a book that isn’t about love, adultery, semi-incestuous couplings and separation? Aren’t there other things in life? Henri de Jouvenal to Colette (he was her 2nd husband–of three) Yes. Yes, I

J. D. Salinger on digression #quote #whosaidthat

Today, the topic is digressions: The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. Holden Caulfield, in J.D. Salinger’s The Catcher In The Rye mjanecolette TellMe@mjanecolette.com 💕 GET A FREE BOOK! 💕 💘BUY TEXT ME, CUPID ❤️  

J. D. Salinger on digression #quote #whosaidthat

Today, the topic is digressions: The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. Holden Caulfield, in J.D. Salinger’s The Catcher In The Rye mjanecolette TellMe@mjanecolette.com 💕 GET A FREE BOOK! 💕 💘BUY TEXT ME, CUPID ❤️  

Georgia O’Keefe is thinking of you and doesn’t that make you feel good? #quote #georgiaokeefe

She’s thinking of you, kitten, and so am I: …when I think of you—I think of you rather often—it is always with the wish—a real wish—that the work is going well—that nothing interferes — Georgia O’Keefe mjanecolette Catch up with

Georgia O’Keefe is thinking of you and doesn’t that make you feel good? #quote #georgiaokeefe

She’s thinking of you, kitten, and so am I: …when I think of you—I think of you rather often—it is always with the wish—a real wish—that the work is going well—that nothing interferes — Georgia O’Keefe mjanecolette Catch up with

Grateful: Doris Lessing on the essentials #happythanksgiving #thanksgiving #gratitude

Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends. All sanity depends on this: that it should be a delight to feel heat strike the skin, a delight to stand upright, knowing the bones moving easily under the flesh. Doris Lessing Grateful to

Grateful: Doris Lessing on the essentials #happythanksgiving #thanksgiving #gratitude

Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends. All sanity depends on this: that it should be a delight to feel heat strike the skin, a delight to stand upright, knowing the bones moving easily under the flesh. Doris Lessing Grateful to

Olga Broumas on roses

How do you feel about thorns? “She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns.” // Olga Broumas That’s all for today. mjanecolette STAY IN TOUCH TellMe@mjanecolette.com INSTAGRAM * Twitter * GOODREADS * Facebook * LOVE LETTERS mjanecolette.com  💕 GET A

Olga Broumas on roses

How do you feel about thorns? “She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns.” // Olga Broumas That’s all for today. mjanecolette STAY IN TOUCH TellMe@mjanecolette.com INSTAGRAM * Twitter * GOODREADS * Facebook * LOVE LETTERS mjanecolette.com  💕 GET A

Rabindranath Tagore on what #memoir really is

“I do not know who has painted the pictures of my life imprinted on my memory. But whoever he is, he is an artist. He does not take up his brush simply to copy everything that happens; he retains or

Rabindranath Tagore on what #memoir really is

“I do not know who has painted the pictures of my life imprinted on my memory. But whoever he is, he is an artist. He does not take up his brush simply to copy everything that happens; he retains or

Simone Weil on how to make use of pain and suffering

  The way to make use of physical pain. When suffering no matter what degree of pain, when almost the entire soul is inwardly crying “Make it stop, I can bear no more,” a part of the soul, even though

Simone Weil on how to make use of pain and suffering

  The way to make use of physical pain. When suffering no matter what degree of pain, when almost the entire soul is inwardly crying “Make it stop, I can bear no more,” a part of the soul, even though

Thomas Wolfe on life, life, life

At the moment, these lines really speak to me, because…      “…God is not always in his Heaven, all is not always right with the world. It is not all bad, but it is not all good, it is not all ugly, but

Thomas Wolfe on life, life, life

At the moment, these lines really speak to me, because…      “…God is not always in his Heaven, all is not always right with the world. It is not all bad, but it is not all good, it is not all ugly, but

Erica Jong on the writer’s “fuck you” impulse

There is in writing—or any creative work—a kind of fuck-you impulse. Part of the energy comes from sheer rebelliousness. I’ll show you! a writer says. I am not who you think I am. Erica Jong Seducing the Demon You: Hey,

Erica Jong on the writer’s “fuck you” impulse

There is in writing—or any creative work—a kind of fuck-you impulse. Part of the energy comes from sheer rebelliousness. I’ll show you! a writer says. I am not who you think I am. Erica Jong Seducing the Demon You: Hey,

Steve Jobs on being naked… and dead

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything—all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure—those things just fall away

Steve Jobs on being naked… and dead

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything—all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure—those things just fall away

Anaïs Nin on writing and tasting life

“We write to taste life twice: in the moment, and in retrospect.” Anaïs Nin HIM: Anaïs Nin. Again. ME: Yes. The diaries, this time. HIM: Obsess much? ME: A little. No orders this week. Too busy with Anaïs. mjc

Anaïs Nin on writing and tasting life

“We write to taste life twice: in the moment, and in retrospect.” Anaïs Nin HIM: Anaïs Nin. Again. ME: Yes. The diaries, this time. HIM: Obsess much? ME: A little. No orders this week. Too busy with Anaïs. mjc

Umberto Eco on readers, writers and idiots

“If we think that our reader is an idiot, we should not use rhetorical figures, but if we use them and feel the need to explain them, we are essentially calling the reader an idiot. In turn, he will take

Umberto Eco on readers, writers and idiots

“If we think that our reader is an idiot, we should not use rhetorical figures, but if we use them and feel the need to explain them, we are essentially calling the reader an idiot. In turn, he will take

Colette on the abyss of voluptuaries

Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss. “It’s four o’clock…  At

Colette on the abyss of voluptuaries

Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss. “It’s four o’clock…  At

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)] by e.e. cummings

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)] i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)] by e.e. cummings

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)] i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my

love is a place by e.e. cummings

love is a place love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes life (skillfully curled) all worlds e.e.cummings ORDERS: enormous SMALLNESS:

love is a place by e.e. cummings

love is a place love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes life (skillfully curled) all worlds e.e.cummings ORDERS: enormous SMALLNESS: