The Bard

We exist because we exist

Oscar Shell: Is the world a flat plate supported on the back of a giant tortoise?
Dad: Excuse me?
Oscar Shell: It's just that why does the earth stay in place instead of falling trough the universe?
Dad: Is this Oscar i'm tucking in? Has an alien stolen his brain for experimentation?
Oscar Shell: We don't believe in aliens.
Dad: The earth does fall down trough the universe. You know that, buddy.It's constantly falling toward the sun. That's what it means to orbit.
Oscar Shell: Obviously, but why is there gravity? What's the reason?
Dad: Who said there had to be a reason?
Oscar Shell: No one did, exactly.
Dad: My question was rhetorical.
Oscar Shell: What's that mean?
Dad: It means i wasn't asking it for an answer, but to make a point.
Oscar Shell: What point?
Dad: That there doesn't have to be a reason.
Oscar Shell: But if there isn't a reason, then why does the universe exist at all?
Dad: Because of sympathetic conditions.
Oscar Shell: So then why am i your son?
Dad: Because mum and i made love and one of my sperm fertilized one of her eggs.
Oscar Shell: Excuse me while i regurgitate.
Dad: Don't act your age.
Oscar Shell: Well, what i don't get is why do we exist? I don't mean how, but why.
Dad: We exist because we exist.
Oscar Shell: What the?
Dad: We could imagine all sorts of universes unlike this one, but this is the one that happened.

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."

— Theodore Roosevelt - The Man In The Arena (1910) (via jared) (via quote-book)

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(via cupsofhope, dulcetdisguise)

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Chiquitita, tell me what’s wrong
You’re enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you’re oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, tell me the truth
I’m a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, I’m the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now I see you’ve broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together

Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaving
You’ll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita

So the walls came tumbling down
And your love’s a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny it
I see that you’re oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaving
You’ll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita

-ABBA, Chiquitita

When I am Dead, My Dearest

by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830-1894)

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

quote-book:

John Mayer “I’m Gonna Find Another You”

"There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle."

— Albert Einstein

"I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out."

— Octavio Paz

Seven.

Magic Moments

Rain, unmixed with oblivion,
Filled my eye.
I walked
Upon images of God in the water
In my mouth- the sky.

Raquel AngelNagler

"Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it."

— Mahatma Gandhi

One's real life is often the life that one does not lead.

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