Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.

“Your existence mocks me and I am unable to confront this. You have no idea of any of this. None of this is your fault. It is completely with me. It is you who makes me see what I really am. I am weak and out of touch with myself.” ~ Henry Rollins

“I don’t want to die in a car accident. When I die it’ll be a glorious day. It’ll probably be a waterfall.” ~ River Phoenix

A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others

no quote today, I just love this picture of my cousin :)

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

It felt like being in the center of the world, and I felt like I was a witness to history and I knew that the whole world was watching on television. So, I could feel the collective consciousness of the world focused on this little strip of land called Seattle.

Suburb: a place that isn’t city, isn’t country, and isn’t tolerable.

A rear view of bleak houses in the suburbs, a still-life of roofs and chimneys, involves more than a simple portrayal of buildings, and represents more than a characteristic picture of the misery of the cultural waste-land which the city dweller must face

…a lot of photographers think that if they buy a better camera they’ll be able to take better photographs. A better camera won’t do a thing for you if you don’t have anything in your head or in your heart.