❝It is true that I create over and over again the same difficulties for myself in order to struggle over and over again to master them but to continually struggle against the same problem and to continually fail to dominate it brings a feeling of frustration and a kind of paralysis. What is necessary to life, to livingness, is to move on, in other words to move from one kind of problem to another.❞
— Anaïs Nin, A Literate Passion: Letters of Anais Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953 (via larmoyante)
❝Don’t take anything personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.❞
❝It appeared that at 4:43 in the morning New York did in fact sleep, and the city was at once beautiful and terribly sad, and the weary doorman counted down to the end of his shift, the lights of the Met dimmed low and its grand steps stood tired from overuse, the streets were bare all for but the reluctant few heading towards and over and past the Queensboro Bridge, and at 4:43 in the morning the city had lost the proud look of it, like a fallen goddess, and the bright lights of the Chrysler and the Empire that shone so majestically in postcards were dull and muted, incapable of overshadowing the serene sadness of the city that was now finally asleep. It was impossible to ever leave such a beautiful place, but should you ever have to, then never look back for too long, for it would surely break your heart.❞