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beben-eleben: A Daddy’s Letter to His Little Girl (About Her...

Wed, 08 May 2013 17:56:52 -0400

A Daddy’s Letter to His Little Girl (About Her Future Husband)

Dear Cutie-Pie,

Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”

It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.

And I got angry.

Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”

Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)

If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.

Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:

I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.

I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.

I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.

I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.

I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.

I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.

I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.

In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:

You.

Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.

Your eternally interested guy,

Daddy

"The word within a word, unable to speak a word, Swaddled with darkness."

Sun, 05 May 2013 23:16:07 -0400

“The word within a word, unable to speak a word,
Swaddled with darkness.”

- T. S. Eliot, from “Gerontion” (1920)

nevver: Lessons from a Dog Amen.

Sun, 05 May 2013 23:11:19 -0400

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nevver:

Lessons from a Dog

Amen.

Cicero ♥

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 19:27:06 -0400

Cicero ♥

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Thu, 25 Apr 2013 19:26:52 -0400

aseaofquotes: Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude Paul...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 17:54:35 -0400

aseaofquotes:

Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude

Paul Auster ♥

I will always reblog his quotes.

The 25 Greatest Quotes About Writing

Thu, 11 Apr 2013 19:33:29 -0400

The 25 Greatest Quotes About Writing:

nevver:

“Writing is easy. All you have to do is cross out the wrong words.” — Mark Twain
“I only achieve simplicity with enormous effort.” — Clarice Lispector
“A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.” — Virginia Woolf
“I’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that’s the only way of insuring one’s immortality.” — James Joyce
“The first draft of anything is shit.” — Ernest Hemingway
“Always be a poet, even in prose.” — Charles Baudelaire
“Literature — creative literature — unconcerned with sex, is inconceivable.” — Gertrude Stein
“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don’t write, because our culture has no use for it.” — Anaïs Nin
“One can be absolutely truthful and sincere even though admittedly the most outrageous liar. Fiction and invention are of the very fabric of life.” — Henry Miller
“Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald
“The true writer has nothing to say. What counts is the way he says it.” — Alain Robbe-Grillet
“James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I am an analyzer, trying to leave out as much as I can.” — Samuel Beckett
“Life is painful and disappointing. It is useless, therefore, to write new realistic novels. We generally know where we stand in relation to reality and don’t care to know any more.” — Michel Houellebecq
“Do you realize that all great literature is all about what a bummer it is to be a human being? Isn’t it such a relief to have somebody say that?” — Kurt Vonnegut
“Skill alone cannot teach or produce a great short story, which condenses the obsession of the creature; it is a hallucinatory presence manifest from the first sentence to fascinate the reader, to make him lose contact with the dull reality that surrounds him, submerging him in another that is more intense and compelling.” — Julio Cortázar
“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.” — Franz Kafka
“Reading is more important than writing.” — Roberto Bolaño
“The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery is of little worth.” — Ezra Pound
“The next real literary “rebels” in this country might well emerge as some weird bunch of anti-rebels, born oglers who dare somehow to back away from ironic watching, who have the childish gall actually to endorse and instantiate single-entendre principles. Who treat of plain old untrendy human troubles and emotions in U.S. life with reverence and conviction. Who eschew self-consciousness and hip fatigue. These anti-rebels would be outdated, of course, before they even started. Dead on the page. Too sincere. Clearly repressed. Backward, quaint, naive, anachronistic. Maybe that’ll be the point. Maybe that’s why they’ll be the next real rebels. Real rebels, as far as I can see, risk disapproval. The old postmodern insurgents risked the gasp and squeal: shock, disgust, outrage, censorship, accusations of socialism, anarchism, nihilism. Today’s risks are different. The new rebels might be artists willing to risk the yawn, the rolled eyes, the cool smile, the nudged ribs, the parody of gifted ironists, the “Oh how banal.” To risk accusations of sentimentality, melodrama. Of overcredulity. Of softness. Of willingness to be suckered by a world of lurkers and starers who fear gaze and ridicule above imprisonment without law. Who knows.” — David Foster Wallace
“The person born with a talent they are meant to use will find their greatest happiness in using it.” — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
“We live not only in a world of thoughts, but also in a world of things. Words without experience are meaningless.” — Vladimir Nabokov
“…Describe your sorrows and desires, the thoughts that pass through your mind and your belief in some kind of beauty – describe all these with heartfelt, silent, humble sincerity and, when you express yourself, use the Things around you, the images from your dreams, and the objects that you remember. If your everyday life seems poor, don’t blame it; blame yourself; admit to yourself that you are not enough of a poet to call forth its riches; because for the creator there is not poverty and no poor, indifferent place. And even if you found yourself in some prison, whose walls let in none of the world’s sounds – wouldn’t you still have your childhood, that jewel beyond all price, that treasure house of memories? Turn your attentions to it. Try to raise up the sunken feelings of this enormous past; your personality will grow stronger, your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes by, far in the distance. — And if out of this turning-within, out of this immersion in your own world, poems come, then you will not think of asking anyone whether they are good or not. Nor will you try to interest magazines in these works: for you will see them as your dear natural possession, a piece of your life, a voice from it. A work of art is good if it has arisen out of necessity. That is the only way one can judge it.” — Rainer Maria Rilke
“The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything.” — Walt Whitman
“All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead.” — Samuel Beckett
“Do you know what I was smiling at? You wrote down that you were a writer by profession. It sounded to me like the loveliest euphemism I had ever heard. When was writing ever your profession? It’s never been anything but your religion. Never. I’m a little overexcited now. Since it is your religion, do you know what you will be asked when you die? But let me tell you first what you won’t be asked. You won’t be asked if you were working on a wonderful, moving piece of writing when you died. You won’t be asked if it was long or short, sad or funny, published or unpublished. You won’t be asked if you were in good or bad form while you were working on it. You won’t even be asked if it was the one piece of writing you would have been working on if you had known your time would be up when it was finished—I think only poor Soren K. will get asked that. I’m so sure you’ll only get asked two questions. Were most of your stars out? Were you busy writing your heart out? If only you knew how easy it would be for you to say yes to both questions. ” — J.D. Salinger
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This is like porn for me.

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 12:34:49 -0400

This is like porn for me.

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nevver: The constant process

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 19:16:40 -0400

nevver:

The constant process

I Am Your Father

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 18:54:19 -0400

pbh3:

I am your father ♥ …

betype: Bold & Justified: The Huge World of Typography...

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Bold & Justified: The Huge World of Typography [infographic]

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nevver: Go ask Alice

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 21:56:30 -0500

nevver:

Go ask Alice

nevver: 29 Ways to Stay Creative Infographic

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 17:56:03 -0500

nevver:

29 Ways to Stay Creative Infographic

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Wed, 27 Feb 2013 17:52:36 -0500

rosalarian: whatwhatwhat: zachoryjaden: tastefullyoffensive: ...

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 18:47:13 -0500

rosalarian:

whatwhatwhat:

zachoryjaden:

tastefullyoffensive:

New Punctuation Marks We Desperately Need

[collegehumor]

The ‘I’m not angry’ mark would be immensely helpful lolol.

If y’all aren’t careful i’ll get these tattooed all on my body.

But clearly tildes are used for sarcasm. ~Get with it~.

I want all of these to be a thing.

Me: I'm gonna get cheese tattooed on me.

Mon, 18 Feb 2013 12:31:30 -0500

Me: I'm gonna get cheese tattooed on me.
Mom: You can't get a tattoo!
Me: What? I'm not allowed? I'm 25, mom.
Mom: No, you can't get a tattoo because you're a bleeder.

geeksngamers: Superhero Noir Posters - Marko Manev Gorgeous

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 11:47:00 -0500

geeksngamers:

Superhero Noir Posters - Marko Manev

Gorgeous

I’m enough of a nerd that I printed up a menu of the food...

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 17:16:57 -0500

I’m enough of a nerd that I printed up a menu of the food I’m making the boyfriend for valentine’s. I’m going to put it on the table :3

nikkidoughnuts: colinquinn: Trendland.com, maple wood...

Sat, 09 Feb 2013 19:53:41 -0500

nikkidoughnuts:

colinquinn:

Trendland.com, maple wood knives

Sexy…