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Fri 22 Mar 2013

Love and sanity

Posted by PJ under love, mind, quote of the day, understanding
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“The how implies that somebody is going to give you a method, a recipe, which, if you practice it, will bring about understanding. Can understanding ever come about through a method? Understanding means love and the sanity of the mind. And love cannot be practiced or taught. The sanity of the mind can only come about when there is clear perception, seeing things as they are unemotionally, not sentimentally. Neither of these two things can be taught by another, nor by a system invented by yourself or another.”

—J. Krishnamurti, “How To Live In This World,” The Urgency of Change

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Disclaimer:  The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

 

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Tue 19 Feb 2013

Love

Posted by PJ under love, quote of the day, stories, writing
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“I try to keep deep love out of my stories because, once that particular subject comes up, it is almost impossible to talk about anything else. Readers don’t want to hear about anything else. They go gaga about love. If a lover in a story wins his true love, that’s the end of the tale, even if World War III is about to begin, and the sky is black with flying saucers.”

—Kurt Vonnegut, interview, The Paris Review, Issue 69, Spring 1977

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Disclaimer:  The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

 

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Tue 20 Nov 2012

Happy Thanksgiving—to those who celebrate it!

Posted by PJ under food, holidays, love, quote of the day
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“It seems to me that our three basic needs, for food and security and love, are so mixed and mingled and entwined that we cannot straightly think of one without the others. So it happens that when I write of hunger, I am really writing about love and the hunger for it, and warmth and the love of it, and the hunger for it…and then the warmth and richness and fine reality of hunger satisfied…and it is all one.”

—M. F. K. Fisher, The Gastronomical Me

 

 

Disclaimer:  The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

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Mon 5 Nov 2012

Together

Posted by PJ under love, quote of the day
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“Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking together in the same direction.”

—Antoine de St. Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars

 

 

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Fri 21 Sep 2012

Love stinks

Posted by PJ under betrayal, jealousy, love, quote of the day
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“The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.”

—Colette, Break of Day

 

 


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Thu 16 Aug 2012

Djinn and tonic

Posted by PJ under djinn, love, quote of the day
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“Love is a djinn, crouching in the dark, waiting to get inside you….No. The djinn is what comes when love is gone, when it’s seen enough….Love gets bored. Love gets tired. It wants to go somewhere else. But when it comes out it leaves a terrible hole, a gaping wound, bleeding, hollow. A place for djinn to live.”

—Graham Joyce, Requiem

 

 


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Thu 2 Aug 2012

Bad cess

Posted by PJ under love, luck, quote of the day
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“Love itself draws on a woman nearly all the bad luck in the world.”

—Willa Cather, My Mortal Enemy

 

 


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Fri 20 Jul 2012

Lost

Posted by PJ under angels, grief, love, quote of the day
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“The way to love anything is to realise that it might be lost.”

—G. K. Chesterton

 

 

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Sat 24 Mar 2012

Love lies I tell my cat

Posted by PJ under cats, lies, love, Min
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“Oh, Min, you’re the cutest cat in the world.”

I believe this, so this is not a lie.

“Oh, Minnie Baby, you’re the cutest cat that’s ever lived.”

This is only a half lie. Every cat I’ve had has been the cutest cat that ever lived, so this may be a paradox, but only a half lie.

“Oh, sweetums, you’re the most beautiful cat in the world.”

Well, yeah, okay. Mother love and all that.

“Oh, baby love, you’re the smartest cat that’s ever lived.”

I have had a number of cats, some of them incredibly stupid (I loved them anyway), some of them smart, so I have a good basis for comparison. Min is one of the smartest cats I’ve had, so there is that. But that’s ever lived? I have no definitive, verifiable proof of that. There may be some mother love involved in this estimate.

“Oh, poobums, you’re the best cat in the world.”

Again, I believe this, so no lying is involved.

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Tue 17 Jan 2012

Journey around my room: Fra Lippo Lippi

Posted by PJ under art, journey around my room, love, romance, stories, travel
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Not to be confused with these guys.

No, I’m talking about the guy who painted this:


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I became enamored of this painting when studying Art History the year before I went to Europe for the first time—so enamored, in fact, with all the luscious Italian Renaissance art that I had to go see it in person. I was poor as dirt, but I bent all my will towards saving money to go. I quit Santa Monica College and worked full time for a year before applying to UCLA. My mother was freaked that I wouldn’t finish school, but I knew I would once I got a little traveling out of my system. Ostensibly, I was saving towards the Big U (and I did a little of that), but really I was hellbent on going to Europe. And I went. And then I came back and settled in to working part time to put myself through college. I did earn my BA, much to my mother’s relief.

But, oh! The sights I saw before that. I saw the original of my beloved Lippi and many another wonderful painting at the Uffizi in Florence. And the David at the Academia! Ghiberti’s doors! So much, so much. I was swimming in honey beneath the Tuscan sun.

A few days later I was in Assisi going through the basilica to see the Giotto and Lorenzetti frescoes, back before the basilica and the frescoes got ruined in an earthquake. I was going through the Upper Church and there was an open door leading to a outdoor balcony. It was a glorious, sunny fall day and this balcony offered staggering views of the rolling Umbrian countryside so I was naturally drawn outside. The monks probably counted on luring the tourists like that on beautiful days because they’d set up a little gift shop out there. I found this and had to have it:

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