gravity and grace

"Do I contradict myself? Very well, I contradict myself." -Walt Whitman

… It is utter
Terror and loneliness
That drive a man to address the
Void as ‘Thou.’

Edna St. Vincent Millay

One must learn to look away from oneself in order to see much. But the lover of knowledge who is obtrusive with his eyes—how could he see more of all things than their foregrounds? But you wanted to see the ground and background of all things; hence you must climb over yourself—upward, up until even your stars are under you!

Friedrich Nietzsche, from Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via violentwavesofemotion)

He disciplined himself into wholeness, he created himself… Such a spirit who has become free stands amid the cosmos with a joyous and trusting fatalism, in the faith that… in the whole all is redeemed and affirmed- he does not negate any more.

Nietzsche on Goethe

We get a lot of cautionary tales about the dangers of getting exactly what you want in life. You know, if you take out the striving and the incompleteness, then where are you?

Richard Linklater

Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar.

T. S. Eliot

Accustom yourself to the belief that death is of no concern to us, since all good and evil lie in sensation and sensation ends with death. Therefore the true belief that death is nothing to us makes a mortal life happy, not by adding to it an infinite time, but by taking away the desire for immortality. For there is no reason why the man who is thoroughly assured that there is nothing to fear in death should find anything to fear in life. So, too, he is foolish who says that he fears death, not because it will be painful when it comes, but because the anticipation of it is painful; for that which is no burden when it is present gives pain to no purpose when it is anticipated. Death, the most dreaded of evils, is therefore of no concern to us; for while we exist death is not present, and when death is present we no longer exist. It is therefore nothing either to the living or to the dead since it is not present to the living, and the dead no longer are.

Epicurus (via observando)

People suffer from the fear of finding oneself alone, and so they don’t find themselves at all.

Andre Gide