Laugh alone and the world thinks you're an idiot
Let me be the first to call for more readings of “delirious” Bertolt Brecht (1898-1956). He grew up in a time when the literary marketplace was primarily shaped by the middle class’s insatiable appetite for magazines, books, and plays. He also stood at the beginning of a period in which the nation-state had the resources to appropriate writers, poets, and artists and could police their work and thought to unexampled lengths. Casualties in the first half of the twentieth century would include Isaac Babel in the USSR, Federico García Lorca in Spain, Bruno Schultz in Poland/Ukraine, and the Hollywood Ten in the US. Anticipating that turn, many writers, such as T.S. Eliot, Osip Mandelstam, and Vladimir Mayakovsky, explicitly codified their ideologies in essays and manifestos. Brecht’s pronouncements on “Epic Theater” are some of the most famous.


Pawel Kuczynski’s satirical art. Take a moment to look at these properly.

It’s not hard to decide what you want your life to be about. What’s hard, she said, is figuring out what you’re willing to give up in order to do the things you really care about.
Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way (via observando)


Silvia Pelissero is an Italian painter and illustrator best known as agnes-cecile. She was born in Rome in 1991, where she went in an art high school, focusing on her creative endeavors. She has continued as a self-taught artist, creating gorgeous, glowing watercolor portraits, outlined in white ink, her own signature style.

That’s the problem with life. You never get enough time to stare at your ceiling and try to figure out what’s going on.
Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life (via observando)
What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours—that is what you must be able to attain.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet  (via lovely—delight)
Every moment has infinite potential. Every new moment contains for you possibilities that you can’t possibly imagine. Every day is a blank page that you could fill with the most beautiful drawings.
John C. Parkin, F**k It: The Ultimate Spiritual Way (via a-thousand-words)
Knee to knee,
the way you sometimes wish everyone
in the world could sit, our mouths
wide open, we laughed like old friends,
chins and fingers wet with spit.
Peg Bresnahan, from “In a Country None of Us Called Home” (via the-final-sentence)
Say thank you. Allow other people to inspire you. Smile - even if you’re shy, even if you have bad teeth, even if it scares you. Hold someone’s hand. Learn how to balance having respect for other people’s decisions and being true to yourself. Tell people how much you like them. Let go. Don’t think about other people’s definitions of success, beauty or happiness. Sleep in - let other people sleep in, too. Be enthusiastic. Choose happiness. Follow your passion. Compliment people. Take photos; document everything. Know your patterns. Laugh. Get close. Challenge yourself. Keep it simple. Realise your own freedom. Dress up in some small way every day - even if it’s just a good pair of knickers or a coat of death-defying mascara. Be genuine. Allow yourself to change and evolve. Take responsibility. Treat everyone the same way - from your lover to your mother to your postman. Appreciate your past for having made you the person you are. Talk about how you feel. Let go of guilt. Look at the stars. Be as ridiculous as you like. Trust that you are loved. Stay curious. Give real hugs. Forget yourself. Reach out. Flatter people. Release your expectations of other people - allow them to be who they are, and appreciate them regardless. Listen to your instincts. Make eye contact. Keep your word. Talk about real things. Discover yourself. Speak up. Let life excite you and lead you astray. Delight in every day. Don’t be afraid. Just love.