I can't sleep…
Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.
― Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies ( Picador, 2006)
Credits: Image – youreyesblazeout. Quote: Journey of Words
How can this human life
be anything other than astonishing?
The tick-tick-tick of pleasure’s ignition
~ Sigman Byrd, “The Beginner”
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Unless we learn to let experience play upon our inner lives as on a finely tuned instrument, we will try to manufacture inner intensity from the outside, we will bang our very bones to roust our own souls. We crave radical ruptures when we have allowed the nerves of our inner lives to go numb. But after those ruptures— the excitement or the tragedy, the pleasure or the pain— the mind returns to what it was, the soul quicksilvers off from the pierce of experience, and the kingdom of boredom…begins the clock-tick toward its next collapse.
~ Christian Wiman, My Bright Abyss: Meditation of a Modern Believer
Photograph: Beza17
Ham & Cheese Omelette
Bagel w Cream Cheese
Cheesy scrambled eggs
Cheesy quiche
Cheddar Cheese Scones
Cheese croissant
Grilled Cheese Sandwich
Triple Cheese Pizza
Macaroni & Cheese
Cheeseburger
Crackers & Cheese
Cheesy Scalloped Potatoes
Cheesy Broccoli & Cheddar Soup
Cheesy Lasagna
Parmesan cheese on all things pasta
I need to get something to eat…
Source: Living in Maine
The first look out of the window in the morning
The old book found again
Enthusiastic faces
Snow, the change of the seasons
The newspaper
The dog
Dialectics
Taking showers, swimming
Old music
Comfortable shoes
Taking things in
New music
Writing, planting
Travelling
Singing
Being friendly.
~ Bertolt Brecht, “Pleasures”
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