November 2011
“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
