Van Gogh - Roses, detail
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"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.” - William Ernest Henry
Your loose screws don’t help me tighten mine.
How does 50 Cent not know what a grapefruit is? This guy’s been rich for soo looong- he has to run into a grapefruit every now and then! I do ok- I see grapefruits every fucking day! What happens when he sees a grapefruit? Is he just like ‘Wassup with those oranges?’ — Aziz Ansari http://on.cclol.com/1ecmMvL
If you’re busy doing good, then there’s no time to be bad.
Minimalism is impressive because it requires restraint.
Beautiful is the doubt from which comes discovery.
Don’t let your privilege become your ruin.