Another favourite by Standard Designs on Etsy. Actually very tempted to buy this one…
‘We had met each other, were working together, and we were in love with each other, in the best possible way. And Hand In Glove came out of that.’
– Johnny Marr, 2013.
“We were in love with each other.” IN LOVE. *is dead*
Man is so intelligent that he feels impelled to invent theories to account for what happens in the world. Unfortunately, he is not quite intelligent enough, in most cases, to find correct explanations.
“It represents the band to me. On the front you’ve got four guys who look like, if not the band, then Smiths fans. On the back you’ve got the female side of it - individually they really look like the Smiths: Morrissey on the far right, me on the second right, Andy on the second left and Mike on the far left. To find a picture like that is really clever. We didn’t discuss it, but I understood.”
– Johnny Marr
– Fernando Pessoa, The book of disquiet.
I don’t know why we are here, but I’m pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves.
People understand me so poorly that they don’t even understand my complaint about them not understanding me.
I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.
– His Holiness the Dalai Lama.
The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. “Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does.” They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted.
I proclaim that I believe in nothing and that everything is absurd, but I cannot doubt the validity of my proclamation and I must at least believe in my protest.
I prefer philosophy, really. Mostly German. Pretentious, maybe. So shoot me. I want to read about interesting things about the human condition.
The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.