But the world is so full of people, so crowded with these miracles that they become commonplace and we forget… I forget. We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from the another’s vantage point. As if new, it may still take our breath away. Come…dry your eyes. For you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly.

—Dr.Manhattan

Perhaps it is not-being that is the true state, and all our dream of life is inexistent; but, if so, we feel that these phrases of music, these conceptions which exist in relation to our dream, must be nothing either. We shall perish, but we have as hostages these divine captives who will follow and share our fate. And death in their company is somehow less bitter, less inglorious, perhaps even less probable.

Marcel Proust (via bardsandsages)

I’m finding that sincerity
and to be simple or direct as I’d like
is often taken for sheer stupidity
but since it is not a sincere world –
it’s very probable that being sincere is stupid.

Marilyn Monroe

(Source: brainpickings.org)

To all cut off before their time,
Possess’d by some strange spirit of fire,
Quench’d by an early death.

— To Those Who’ve Fail’d

Brave, brave were the soldiers who lived through the fight;
But the bravest press’d to the front and fell, unnamed, unknown.

— The Bravest Soldiers

Whitman

Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.
Crowned with lilies and with laurel they go;
but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.

Edna St Vincent Millay

(Source: cscs.umich.edu)

My dear Counselor, no insult
intended but please turn off your
beam into my soul. I will share
the feelings I wish to share…

-Dr. Paul Stubbs, star trek:TNG

(Source: st-minutiae.com)

I at last discovered that
there was in me an
invincible summer

Albert Camus

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -in spite of True Romance magazines- we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -at least, not all the time- but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.

Hunter S. Thompson