To The Lighthouse (Virginia Woolf)

I'm Easily Amused

Re-blogged from http://www.happyplace.com/4286/brilliantly-sarcastic-responses-to-completely-well-meaning-signs/page/1

“Man sacrifices his health in order to make money.
Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health.
And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present;
the result being that he does not live in the present or the future;
he lives as if he is never going to die, and then he dies having never really lived.”

-Dalai Lama

re-blogged from http://whitebeads.tumblr.com/

James Jean

James Jean

Morning

It's pouring rain, I slept really badly, and there was a girl crying when I walked into this coffee shop.

At least the owner acknowledged me in a friendly way that might signify some kind of recognition, maybe even a vague apology for the way she treated me when I hung my art here.

In any case, I'm going to write a story about rocks.

Women

When, oh when, will I learn to find comfort in women?

Twelfth Night

I saw the first half of a production with my parents tonight, and I couldn't help but notice carefully these quotes:

For such as I am all true lovers are,
Unstaid and skittish in all motions else,
Save in the constant image of the creature
That is beloved.

A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument, 1015
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?

Halloween!

Compliments of Urban Outfitters

I'm excited for Halloween.

Stamps

I keep losing this blog / forgetting to write in it.

Now I'm trying to revive it.

I'm writing something about my stamp collection, currently.