“Incense, with its sweetsmelling perfume and high-ascending smoke, can be compared to a sincere, earnest prayer which, enkindled by the fire of concentration, rises up as a pleasant offering.”
—
Anna Riva;
Magic With Incense and Powders: 850 Rituals and Uses With Chants and Prayers
(via liminalblessings)
“She never forgot that day; it was so bright and golden and fair, so free from shadow and so lavish of blossom.”
― L. M. Montgomery, from “Anne of Green Gables.”
“I look around my library some nights and I do these terrible things to myself: I count up the books and think, how long I might have to live and think, ‘Fuck, I can’t read two-thirds of these books.’ It overwhelms me with sadness.”
— David Bowie, 2002
The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait tr. by Carlos Fuentes
[ID: There is nothing absolute / Everything changes, everything / moves, everything re- / volves - everything / flies and goes away.]
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Mary Bowles (about December 1858)
“Life is that which must overcome itself again and again.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche
“It is amazing what one ray of sunshine can do for a man!”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Humiliated and Insulted
Trista Mateer, Honeybee
“There is a strange interdependence between thoughtlessness and evil.”
— Hannah Arendt, Eichmann in Jerusalem
“Any idiot can face a crisis; it’s this day-to-day living that wears you out.”
—
Anton Chekhov (b. 29 January 1860)
Louise Glück, from “Blue Rotunda.”