Surrealism is not, has never been, and will never be a literary or artistic school but is a movement of the human spirit in revolt and an eminently subversive attempt to reenchant the world: an attempt to reestablish the “enchanted” dimensions at the core of human existence—poetry, passion, mad love, imagination, magic, myth, the marvelous, dreams, revolt, utopian ideals—which have been eradicated by this civilization and its values.
Michael Löwy, Morning Star: Surrealism, Marxism, Anarchism, Situationism, Utopia (via howtotalktogirlsdialectically)(via darkmedeia)
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
Henry David Thoreau (via ruineshumaines)(Source: showslow, via quote-book)
Life is pleasant. Life is good. The mere process of life is satisfactory. Take the ordinary man in good health. He likes eating and sleeping. He likes the snuff of fresh air and walking at a brisk pace down the Strand. Or in the country there’s a cock crowing on a gate; there’s a foal galloping round a field. Something always has to be done next. Tuesday follows Monday; Wednesday Tuesday. Each spreads the same ripple of well-being, repeats the same curve of rhythm; covers fresh sand with a chill or ebbs a little slackly without. So the being grows rings; identity becomes robust. What was fiery and furtive like a fling of grain cast into the air and blown hither and thither by wild gusts of life from every quarter is now methodical and orderly and flung with a purpose - so it seems.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via bookmania)
I wish I wrote the way I thought;
Benedict Smith, I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought (via erraticintrovert)
Obsessively,
Incessantly,
With maddening hunger.
I’d write to the point of suffocation.
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns,
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing.
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should.(Source: benedictsmith, via surroundingshadows)
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What the really great artists do is they’re entirely themselves. They’re entirely themselves, they’ve got their own vision, they have their own way of fracturing reality, and if it’s authentic and true, you will feel it in your nerve endings.
David Foster Wallace (via paradoxicalsentiments)(via quote-book)
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.
William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell. (via thedeadrosegarden)(Source: vandrare, via dreams-of-beauty)
I like best to have one book in my hand, and a stack of others on the floor beside me, so as to know the supply of poppy and mandragora will not run out before the small hours.
Dorothy Parker; The Collected Dorothy Parker (via wordpainting)(via booklover)
Writers of the world unite, you have nothing to lose but your brains.
John Dos Passos (via theparisreview)(via booklover)
