The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths. Unknown (via psych-facts)
Thoughts are slow and deep and golden in the morning.
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat
Compose, then focus, then recompose, eliminating what you thought was the focal object. magnificentruin.com (via magnificentruin)
From now on I hope always to educate myself as best I can. But lacking this, in future I will relaxedly turn back to my secret mind to see what it has observed when I thought I was sitting this one out. We never sit anything out. We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing (via theantidote)
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