“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.”—
“To cope with the terrifying reality of being alone in the universe, people project themselves on the outside world. They “live” in the arena of books, movies, television, newspapers, magazines. They “belong” to clubs, organizations, institutions. These outside representations of the world seem more real than the reality inside their own minds.”—Al Ries and Jack Trout
“Grown-ups like numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never ask questions about what really matters. They never ask: ‘What does his voice sound like?’ ‘What games does he like best?’ ‘Does he collect butterflies?’ They ask: ‘How old is he?’ ‘How many brothers does he have?’ ‘How much does he weigh?’ ‘How much money does he have?’ Only then do they think they know him. If you tell grown-ups, ‘I saw a beautiful red brick house, with geraniums at the windows and doves at the roof…,’ they won’t be able to imagine such a house. You have to tell them, ‘I saw a house worth a thousand francs.’ Then they exclaim, ‘What a pretty house!’”—The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (via epikhi)
“I hope you have the courage to pursue someone who is worth pursuing, and not someone who is convenient. Convenience is impatience disguised as your desires, you are worth more than what time has told you, you are worthy of finding someone who will wait for you; don’t settle for what is easy, settle for what is good.”—T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via thatkindofwoman)
I’m old enough to learn that everything eventually fades. Even our bones will someday turn to dust; all the life which permeates our cells will return to nature. And from nature we return to the stars from where we came. So don’t waste your limited lifetime on stressing the small stuff. Take every day as it comes and always remember that you are insignificant. And never regret anything that made you feel truly, deeply, insatiably alive.
““Humans are by nature creative beings, but not by nature logical, structured-thinking beings. Those are skills you have to learn. One of the things that makes people more effective is if you can do both. … If you’re great on both attributes, you’ll have a lot more options. If you have just one, that’s fine, too.” But a lot fewer people have this kind of structured thought process and creativity.”—How to Get a Job at Google, Part 2 - NYTimes.com
“The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.”—Helen Mirren (via mystiquel)
There is a time for everything. It’s not a matter of right or wrong timing because no matter what, we are bound by time. Even when you think you have ultimate freedom, time constricts you. For youth, time looks plentiful and is easily wasted. After spending a lifetime learning how to live, time appears scarce. Time shows itself through lines on your skin and the pulls from your body where gravity has given weight. It is the cover of cynicism where innocence once stayed. At a point of suffering my good friend said to me, “You are already dying every minute, so why let yourself die more?” I joked back, “because I’m impatient.”
Marketing is never taking any risk, it is a dead end. It is only repeating strategy that already exists everywhere else in the world, so it is deadly for ideas, it is deadly for the situations where people take risks, it is deadly where people start thinking for themselves. This situation killed basically everything in Netherlands, that is my opinion. It is a constant struggle, because you can say that the most talented graphic designers withdraw themselves from the world, where they have no dialog with institutions that have power, because they are only interested in things that they already know. So if people want to change things, they want to do things, there is no room for that. It is all about the people who are influential on their positions, there is no dialog with interesting designers anymore. There is no place for design.