loving-life

When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.

You can be the most beautiful person in the world and everybody sees light and rainbows when they look at you, but if you yourself don't know it, all of that doesn't even matter. Every second that you spend on doubting your worth, every moment that you use to criticize yourself; is a second of your life wasted, is a moment of your life thrown away. It's not like you have forever, so don't waste any of your seconds, don't throw even one of your moments away.

Belief is a wonderful way to pass the time until the facts come in.

If you Love all Life you observe, you will observe all Life will Love.

Since then I__e come to believe you don__ always have to use things you love, and it__ not always so practical to be so practical. Now that I__e grown up, I realize that all that delicious dilettantism pays its way as much as any degree in medicine or engineering, by making me remember every day__henever I pick up a book or watch the Science Channel or try to read a map of Asia for no particular reason__hat life is amazing and there is no end to the wonder of it.

I am so busy loving life, I have no time to hate.

Truth is, I__ generally happiest when it__ just me. It__ okay to be madly in love with yourself.

I__ loved women who were old and who were young; those extra kilos and large rumps, and others so thin there was barely even skin to pinch, and every time I held them, I worried I would snap them in two. But for all of these: where they had merited my love was in their delicious smell. Scent is such a powerful tool of attraction, that if a woman has this tool perfectly tuned, she needs no other. I will forgive her a large nose, a cleft lip, even crossed-eyes; and I__l bathe in the jouissance of her intoxicating odour.

Scent is such a powerful tool of attraction, that if a woman has this tool perfectly tuned, she needs no other. I will forgive her a large nose, a cleft lip, even crossed-eyes; and I__l bathe in the jouissance of her intoxicating odour.

I don't know why people are afraid of lust. Then I can imagine that they are very afraid of me, for I have a great lust for everything. A lust for life, a lust for how the summer-heated street feels beneath my feet, a lust for the touch of another's skin on my skin...a lust for everything. I even lust after cake. Yes, I am very lusty and very scary.

Sometimes, I think that I love life so much, that I make death jealous...

Everyone who loves life is an artist at heart. Although it is sometimes difficult to love our world and our lot in life, failure to find the ability to love life and express appreciation for our world is tantamount to not existing at all.

The biggest impediment to loving life is our inflated egos. Only by suppressing our ego and controlling our selfish thoughts can we truly comprehend the immaculate beauty of every day unfolding before us.

I'm alive now, but I don't know if I will be tomorrow. The state of being alive is not guaranteed, but should I let that stop me from living?

Your mission: Be so busy loving your life that you have no time for hate, regret or fear.

What is a Wanderess? Bound by no boundaries, contained by no countries, tamed by no time, she is the force of nature__ course.

When no possessions keep us, when no countries contain us, and no time detains us, man becomes a heroic wanderer, and woman, a wanderess.

Life's a gloomy puddle, until you start jumping in it.