The difference between me and other people is that they all walk around with onion skins wrapped around them. Pre-meditations, pretentions, the faces that they present to the world, the faces that they present to themselves.. onion skins that come in layer after layer. They're on the inside of all that. And I... I am the inside of the onion skin walking around. I am only me.
It strikes me profoundly that the world is more often than not a bad and cruel place.
It is when you lose sight of yourself, that you lose your way. To keep your truth in sight you must keep yourself in sight and the world to you should be a mirror to reflect to you your image; the world should be a mirror that you reflect upon.
Serious thinkers are few, and the world is ruled by crude ideas.
God so loved the world that he gave his son to that world, that those who put their confidence in him would not lead a miserable, failing existence, but have eternal life, which is the kind of life God has.
In stating these matters, I speak an open and disinterested language, dictated by no passion but that of humanity. To me, who have not only refused offers, because I thought them improper, but have declined rewards I might with reputation have accepted, it is no wonder that meanness and imposition appear disgustful. Independence is my happiness, and I view things as they are, without regard to place or person; my country is the world, and my religion is to do good.
Writing is a way of opening up to the world.
When we look at life through the eyes of Jesus Christ, we come to the realization that everything the world has to offer us, is nothing but an embodiment of what we already have. Matthew 4:1-11
Something changed in the world. Not too long ago, it changed, and we know it. We don't know how to explain it yet, but I think we all can feel it, somewhere deep in our gut or in our brain circuits. We feel time differently. No one has quite been able to capture what is happening or say why. Perhaps it's just that we sense an absence of future, because the present has become too overwhelming, so the future has become unimaginable. And without future, time feels like only an accumulation.
Knowledge of the world is as irrelevant in art as it is in a love affair.
Love is not supposed to keep you awake at night worrying if you’re good enough. It’s supposed to make you looking forward to wake up the next morning; telling the whole world how beautifully you’re loved And that you’re ready to go through this life no matter how hard it may get; because darling you have always been enough and you simply deserve the world ….