It's a shallow life that doesn't give a person a few scars.
--- Garrison Keillor

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
---Eleanor Roosevelt

Man spricht sich an. Man hat sich kaum gesehen.
Man hofft vergebens, dass es einmal anders geht.
Man lässt die Liebe laufen, und das Herz bleibt stehen.
Man möchte am liebsten gleich ins Wasser gehen...
Doch man geht tanzen. Und kein Mensch versteht,
warum man traurig ist, wenn man zum Tanzen geht.
--- Max Kolpe

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, There is beauty on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea and the music in its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature more.
--- Lord Byron

What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede in the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
--- Jack Kerouac

--- by Pedro Roversi

--- owner unknown [if you by chance know who the photographer of these pics is then please write me!]




--- owner unknown [if you by chance know who the photographer of this pic is then please write me!]

music of the day

Lady Gaga 's acoustic versions

of Poker Face, Paparazzi and Fooled Me Again Honest Eyes! .lovvve it.

=> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIeCrj_Gn6A

I love how she plays the piano with her foot :D

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Tori Amos
--- listen to her on youtube live! (watch the RAINN videos)

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes

My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there

- silent all these years -

Blood roses Blood roses
Back on the street now
Can't forget the things you never said

You gave him you blood
And your warm little diamond
He likes killing you after you're dead

Now you've cut out the flute
From the throat of the loon
At least when you cry now
He can't even hear you

- blood roses -

Yellow bird flying
Get shot in the wing
good year for hunter
And Christmas parties
And I hate and I hate
And I hate and I hate
Elevator music
The way we fight
The way I'm left here silent

We laughed in the faces of kings Never afraid to burn
And I hate and I hate
And I hate and i hate
Disintegration
Watching us wither Watching us wither
Black winged roses that safely changed their color

- little earthquakes -

Hair is grey
And the fires are burning
So many dreams
On the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself

- Winter -

God sometimes you just don't come through
Do you need a woman to look after you?
God sometimes you just don't come through

You make pretty daisies pretty daisies
Love I gotta find what you're doing about things
Here a few witches burning
Gets a little toasty here
I gotta find why you always go when the wind blows
Tell me you're crazy maybe then I'll understand
You got your 9 ironin the back seat
Just in case
Heard you're gone south well
Babe you love your new 4 wheel
I gotta find why you always go when the wind blows

Will you even tell her if you decide to make the sky fall

- God -

nothing but light

--- owner unknown

Was taking a bath and the water reflected the bulb's light - my eyes followed the movements of the pale blue and white reflections on the tiled wall. There was something in this that kept reminding me of Corsica. The ocean's ever sparkling shades of crystal-clear blue and green, the dazzling sunlight which absorbed all the morning's noises at the beach and all thoughts in my head. Nothing remained but light, and the pounding of the waves, and the pounding of the heart.

It's Christmas, how I wish I was there right now.

--- by Tomi Joy

--- by Andrea Fleischer

We were born and raised to live beyond, the heft and weight of a world undone. Like a bird from the north, our hearts will roam in search of warmth. --- Alexisonfire

--- owner unknown

But to risk, we must, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The man, the woman, who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.

Ralph Waldo Emerson ---

--- Tori Amos

intriguing beauty - Jennifer Connelly

Listen to: Greg Laswell's version of "Girls just want to have fun" - you won't recognize the song

••• I'm not gonna live for you or die for you . Won't do anything anymore for you . Because you leave me here on the other side . You leave me here on the other side . I'm not gonna shed one more tear for you . Shed one more tear for you •••

.love. Rachael Yamagata: "Sunday afternoon"

then I will take the chain from off the door

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fu2gxZDquzA
--- Ingrid Michaelson: The Chain

The sky looks pissed.
The wind talks back.
My bones are shifting in my skin
And you my love are gone.

I'll never say,
That I'll never love.
But I dont say a lot of things
And you my love are gone.

--- Leslie Feist

I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the Sea,
and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the Stern Fact,
the Sad Self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

--- owner unknown

--- by Detlev Schneider

--- by Ana Giselle Rodriguez

--- by Lope De Aguirre

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring
and because it has fresh peaches in it.
--- Alice Walker

looking back at the year ---lost a good friend

the Art of Losing isn't hard to master

by Agnete Hegelund























The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.

--------- One Art by Elizabeth Bishop


by Julie Kwon













by Shannon Blackwell