n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
from girl rising …to consider on international women’s day (and every day thereafter)
By cliffbrigie on flikr
Testament // Frank Kelly Freas
True education does not consist merely in the acquiring of a few facts of science, history, literature, or art, but in the development of character. (David O. McKay)
I want sex. And then sex. And then sleep. And then sex again.
i enjoy art and mgmt.|
"Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist." -Pablo Picasso