Cellar Door

waiting for a custom fit in an off-the-rack world

Time lost can never be recovered…and this should be written in flaming letters everywhere.
Erik Larson, Isaac’s Storm: A Man, a Time, and the Deadliest Hurricane in History (via wordsnquotes)

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get into your bed
it’s time for sleeping, dreamy head
you know that the world can wait.
forget about the past
shut your eyes and hope this lasts
and let out all the demons from your face.
don’t be afraid to take the lane
that your thoughts choose to follow
just watch and wait as the landscape
unfolds into tomorrow…

when darkness sets
the sun that’s left
may cause you to feel alone
just take that feeling as your shelter
that’s the one place
we can all share a home

— Willy Mason ‘Into Tomorrow’
Wenn wir traurig sind und das Leben nicht mehr gut ertragen können, dann kann ein Baum zu uns sprechen: Sei still! Sei still! Sieh mich an! Leben ist nicht leicht, Leben ist nicht schwer. Das sind Kindergedanken. Lass Gott in dir reden, so schweigen sie. Du bangst, weil dich dein Weg von der Mutter und Heimat wegführt. Aber jeder Schritt und Tag führt dich neu der Mutter entgegen. Heimat ist nicht da oder dort, Heimat in in dir innen, oder nirgends.
— Hermann Hesse (longer version from previous Hesse post, and in its original German form. nothing quite like it.)
home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.
— Hermann Hesse
…You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.
—  Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via wordsnquotes)

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I am a pile of ideas, a pile of dreams, a pile of plans, a pile of doubts, and so many other things. I am a pile of piles and it is so overwhelming. Should I get rid of some piles? Should I climb them? Or should I just give up and hide inside them?
— Bshayer F.R. (via wnq-writers)

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I can’t live in my body all the time it feels too much
So if I ever feel far away know I am not gone
I am just underneath my grief
Adjusting the dial on my radio face so I can take this life with all of its love and all of its loss.
— Andrea Gibson, excerpt from “Royal Heart” (via feellng)
Betrayed and wronged in everything,
I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king,
And seek some spot unpeopled and apart
Where I’ll be free to have an honest heart.
MolièreThe Misanthrope (via itsfromabook)
I see it all perfectly; there are two possible situations — one can either do this or that. My honest opinion and my friendly advice is this: do it or do not do it — you will regret both.
— Soren Kierkegaard, Either/Or (via fyp-philosophy)

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