There are no kingdoms to inherit.
No planet to be saved.
No prizes or trophies to be awarded.
Only the act of self-satisfaction.
Knowing that you have done your best.
That at least you have tried, if sometimes in vain.
To do something.
Rather than nothing.
– Marcus D. Niski, as taken from my writer’s notebook, 4 May 2020, [MN]
Reading notes Cambridge dictionary: Ectoplasm = a substance that is believed to surround ghosts and other creatures that are connected with spiritual activities Oxford dictionary: Ectoplasm = a substance that is said to come from the body of somebody who is communicating with the spirit of a dead person, allowing the spirit to have a form […]
via Reading notes: ‘Ectoplasm: photography in the digital age’ by Geoffrey Batchen — Digital Image and Culture
“Say who you are, really say it in your life and in your work. Tell someone out there who is lost, someone not yet born, someone who won’t be born for 500 years. Your writing will be a record of your time. It can’t help but be that. But more importantly, if you’re honest about […]
via “Say who you are… in your life and in your work. Tell someone out there who is lost, someone not yet born, someone who won’t be born for 500 years…. you’ll help that person be less lonely in their world because…” — Art of Quotation
From Wikipedia: “Flâneur (pronounced [flɑnœʁ]), from the French noun flâneur, means “stroller”, “lounger”, “saunterer”, or “loafer”. Flânerie is the act of strolling, with all of its accompanying associations. A near-synonym is boulevardier.” A holdover from the class divides of 19th and early 20th century in Europe when the gentry could spend their time engaged in […]
via Le flaneur — Ming Thein | Photographer
Nothing is lost. . . Everything is transformed.
― Michael Ende, The Neverending Story. (Dutton Books for Young Readers; Revised ed. Edition, March 1, 1997) Originally published 1979.
via Michael Ende — The Vale of Soul-Making
“A self-respecting artist must not fold his hands on the pretext that he is not in the mood”
– Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, composer
via “A self-respecting artist must not fold his hands on the pretext that he is not in the mood” — Art of Quotation
“Memory is each man’s poet-in-residence.” – Stanley Kunitz, poet
via “Memory is each man’s poet-in-residence.” — Art of Quotation
Les petits carnets Je regarde mon portable. 6:07. Mes yeux me piquent un peu. Le Tgv pour Paris est presque vide. J’ai deux heures pour écrire. Autour de moi quelques hommes, attaché-case posé sur le siège d’à côté, se mettent à travailler. D’autres dorment, la veste en guise de couverture et moi, comme à mon habitude je commence mon voyage en farfouillant mon sac.
via Les petits carnets — L’urgence est au bonheur, by Sophie Ausilio
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