“Little by little, one travels far.”
[ J. R. R. Tolkien ]
“Do not let yourself be bothered by the inconsequential.
One has only so much time in this world,
so devote it to the work and the people most important to you,
to those you love and things that matter.
One can waste half a lifetime with people one doesn’t really like,
or doing things when one would be better off somewhere else.”
“Making a record is a lot like surgery without an anesthetic.
You first have to cut yourself up the middle.
Then you have to rip out every single organ, every single part and lay them on a table.
You then need to examine the parts, and the reality of the situation hits you.
You find yourself saying things like
“I didn’t know that part was so ugly.”
“I better get a professional opinion about that.”
You go to bed hollow and then back into the operating room the next day
. . .facing every fear,
every disgusting thing you hate about yourself.
Then you pop it all back in, sew yourself shut and perform
. . . you perform like your life depended on it
—-and in those perfect moments you find beauty you never knew existed.
You find yourself and you friends all over again,
you find something to fight for,
something to love.
Something to show the world.”
[ Gerard Way ]
“He saw that all the struggles of life were incessant, laborious, painful,
that nothing was done quickly, without labor,
that it had to undergo a thousand fondlings,
— all the poor fumbling uncertain incompletions of human endeavor.
They went on forever and were forever incomplete,
far from perfect,
full of terrible memories of failure and fears of failure,
in the way of things,
and shining in the end.”
“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.”
[ All credit to Phil, who most generously permitted me to use one of his pictures ]
“Dogs are our link to paradise.
They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent.
To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden,
where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.”
[ Milan Kundera ]