Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander along the streets and the squares and the paths by the canal, absently sensing the lips of dampness through my worn soles, I carry proudly my ineffable happiness. The centuries will roll by, and schoolboys will yawn over the history of our upheavals; everything will pass, but my happiness, dear, my happiness will remain, in the moist reflection of a streetlamp, in the cautious bend of stone steps that descend into the canal’s black waters, in the smiles of a dancing couple, in everything with which God so generously surrounds human loneliness. Vladimir Nabokov, A Letter That Never Reached Russia (via bookmania)
When I’m in writing mode for a novel, I get up at 4:00 am and work for five to six hours. In the afternoon, I run for 10km or swim for 1500m (or do both), then I read a bit and listen to some music. I go to bed at 9:00 pm. I keep to this routine every day without variation. The repetition itself becomes the important thing; it’s a form of mesmerism. I mesmerize myself to reach a deeper state of mind. But to hold to such repetition for so long — six months to a year — requires a good amount of mental and physical strength. In that sense, writing a long novel is like survival training. Physical strength is as necessary as artistic sensitivity.
Haruki Murakami’s daily routine. Also see Murakami on writing and running, then dive deeper with his What I Talk About When I Talk About Running. (via explore-blog)
All the things you probably hate about travelling -the recycled air, the artificial lighting, the digital juice dispensers, the cheap sushi- are warm reminders that I’m home.
Ryan Bingham (Up In The Air)
Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes, just sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.
Anneli Rufus (via vechernyaya)
Today we need compassion for the human predicament we are all caught in to some degree. This earthly life is a world of pain and sorrow, and there is no way to escape this karma, no one does. Yet through suffering comes wisdom, and through wisdom comes love, and through love comes the sense of Oneness. The next time you have a tendency to be angry with someone, remind yourself that deep down they are already suffering in a way you might never know about. So we need compassion first. Later we might know why, or we might not. You can never go wrong with compassion either way.
D.R. Butler (via shaktilover)