Who’s more foolish? The fool or the fool who follows him?
Obi-wan Kenobi, Star Wars: A New Hope
In awe, I receive messages from the past … lyrics that become self-prophesies, coincidences that remind me of my destiny, voices of singers long gone. They tell me that whichever path I choose will take me home.
Utada Hikaru, on her Single Collection Vol. 1. Ringing true as I listen to my childhood/adolescent songs tonight
If I don’t try to be happy now, I might never be.
A reminder, after reading this entry of mine about a year later. It feels like I’m talking to myself.
You know what I think?” she says. “That people’s memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn’t matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They’re all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed ‘em to the fire, they’re all just paper. The fire isn’t thinking, ‘Oh, this is Kant,’ or ‘Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,’ or ‘Nice tits,’ while it burns. To the fire, they’re nothing but scraps of paper. It’s the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there’s no distinction - they’re all just fuel.
After Dark, by Haruki Murakami (p. 161)
Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to slip through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won’t be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there - to the edge of the world. There’s something you can’t do unless you get there.
Kafka On The Shore, by Haruki Murakami (p. 467)
First they built the road. Then they built the town.
Lyrical motif in “Month of May” & “Wasted Hours” by Arcade Fire
That’s why we’re still driving around and around..
If you’re sociable and like to seek out people offline, you’re probably going to do the same thing online,” he said. “If you complain a lot when you’re around your offline friends, you may very well complain about similar things in your online blog. Our personalities don’t dramatically change just because we’ve turned on our computers.
Bloggers’ word choice bares their personality traits, study finds (via jtotheizzoe)(via jtotheizzoe)
Art is noticing the beautiful aspects of life and creating something so others can also see that beauty.
A random thought that came to mind over the weekend in Berkeley.
