People who say that yesterday was better than today are ultimately devaluing their own existence.
Sometimes you cannot clear the past completely. You must live alongside your sorrow.
One forgot, one forgot. What hold had one on the past? The present moment was a little travelling in darkness.
By picking him up again, i guess you’re just lost, baby. Lost.
I wont stop working until my name become a Verb.
Don’t waste your time trying to provide people with proof of deceit, in order to keep their love, win their love or salvage their respect for you. The truth is this: If they care they will go out of their way to learn the truth. If they don’t then they really don’t value you as a human being. The moment you have to sell people on who you are is the moment you let yourself believe that every good thing you have ever done or accomplished was invisible to the world. And, it is not!
It is said that those who fail to remember history are doomed to repeat it. That’s not quite correct. We all forget history. The key is whether we have a way to go back to rediscover what we forget. More directly, the key is whether an objective past can keep us honest.
Everything we come across becomes a part of us. It doesn’t matter how small or insignificant it is…or how devastating. One story here, one story there, that’s what I see when I look back at my life. An accumulation of everything I went through.
We ourselves, will resurrect the memory in order to savor it and carry it forth into the world. We will fling it at one another for laughs. Distort it. We will toss the story into the air at parties and howl over its ripeness. Degraded as it was, we will degrade it further. Make it more swollen. We shall render it impossibly awful, making of it the mythology of ourselves. A comfort. Proof of the trials we’ve survived.
When Jarod Kintz gets married, I want to wear his grandpa to the ceremony, telling everyone we’re Siamese twins from the future-past. Meow.