Desiderata

I've sat here at my desk all day with this post open. The intention was to write about how I have so many things I want to do/say/be, etc. and how I lack any and all motivation to do so. Irony.

“To have the management of the mind is a great art, and it may be attained in a considerable degree by experience and habitual exercise...Let him take a course of chemistry, or a course of rope-dance, or a course of any thing to which he inclined at the time. Let him contrive to have as many retreats for his mind as he can, as many things to which it can fly from itself.” - Samuel Johnson in James Boswell’s The Life of Samuel Johnson

  “Let everything happen to you Beauty and terror Just keep going No feeling is final”  ― Rainer Maria Rilke “Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”  ― Rainer Maria Rilke