Unless it’s mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it’s a waste of your time....– Dream for an Insomniac
Of the Haphazard, Golden Thread of Reverie.
nomadicdaydreams: Note: Written sometime in April of this year, on another blog - posted here for organization’s sake. : ] As these words are typed, they are moving, shifting, and evolving – taking on new form as they are transferred from thoughts that were once beautifully scripted under low light, and permanently placed on smooth, beige parchment in a thick, ebony hue — morphing into...
If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool...– Ray Bradbury
That priceless moment when your mother encourages you to “keep calm and have a glass of wine.”
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery — air, mountains,...– Sylvia Plath
Reading is a dialog with oneself; it is self-reflection, which cultivates...– Daisaku Ikeda