It is only when alone that you are really free
A man can be himself only so long as he is alone; and if he does not love solitude, he will not love freedom; for it is only when he is alone that he is really free.
It is very true. Now at present sitting at home, I am alone and I have plenty of time to think, to evaluate what I did was good or bad? And I learnt the very first taste of freedom ruined me and result was that I lost myself... My identity.. My motto, my aims, my amibitions, my goals and what left was a person I don't want to brag about or cherish him. Many of you think that lockdown (referring to the covid-19 situation) is this or that but for me it is the transitioning phase and I like it and I like being alone... It shows my flaws, teaches me lessons and revolutionizes me into a person I want to fall in love with..yes being alone is not being lonely it's being with yourself.. And let me tell one thing to you one who cannot be his own friend cannot be somebody else's friend. Be alone explore yourself.. Love yourself.. And cherish the freedom of it... I assure you, you will like the taste.
It seems that there is a very specific area in the brain which could be called poetic memory and which records what has charmed us, what has moved us, what gives our life its beauty.
Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity... It is, in short, the subject of the history of the Grail. Only a predestined being has the ability to ask another: what is your torment? And he doesn't have it when he enters life. He has to go through years of dark night.
Source: Letter to the poet Joë Bousquet, 1942
Try not to become a man of success, but rather try to become a man of value.
Source : LIFE magasine, May 2, 1955
Almost everyone in the world is self-absorbed within themselves. They regard themselves as the most important beings. People rarely speak bad about themselves. They are the heroes in their own story no matter how much entanglement of lies and bullshit is needed to achieve a gratifying and satisfying version of the tale.
By observing their actions, you could trace back their thought pattern, intentions, interest, and vision. Stop for a moment and analyze the action. Stop caring about what they say, what they think about how the world should be, how everyone can execute their best, or why the world is so messed up. They speak whatever hell it takes to sound amazing. Listen to their actions. Listen only and only to their actions.
We all have forests on our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.