這種”這算沒有東西也總有辦法”的感覺,一旦經驗過了,一下子就會變得輕鬆。
--怦然心動的人生整理魔法
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Patience
I believe these things happen to me for a reason. I just have to have the patience to wait for the reason to reveal itself.
Medium.
The few wonders of the world only exist while there are those with the sight to see them.
Medium.
The few wonders of the world only exist while there are those with the sight to see them.
- Charles de Lint
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
It could be scary to find out that you have been wrong about something. But we can't be afraid to change our minds. To accept that things are different. That they will never be the same. For better or for worse. We have to be willing to give up what we used to believe. The more we're willing to accept what is and not what we thought, we will find ourselves exactly where we belong.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
Saturday, August 25, 2012
emotion
'perception is the key to transformation'
'how you feel determines your view to the world'
'it would be a terrible thing not able to trust your own mind.' -Fringe
each choice we make creates a new reality.
matters are energy waiting to happen.
Friday, July 6, 2012
the only way we grow
'letting go is the easy part. It's the moving on that's painful. so sometimes we fight. to keep everything the same. but things can't stay the same. at some point you have to let go. because no matter how painful it is, it's the only way we grow '
'We are all alone in this world. Anybody tells you otherwise is lying to you or trying to sell you something.
Grey's anatomy
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Rather than imagine a new life, I pretended about the old one.
But along the way I have made more mistakes than that one. Probably the biggest of them was not accepting the inevitability of change more than twenty years ago. Rather than imagine a new life, I pretended about the old one. And for that I have surely paid a price. In my darker moods, I feel the cost has been too high, that fate has exacted an unfair revenge. But most of the time, when I think of how much worse it all could have turned out, I realize I have been lucky. It does not matter, though. I am going on. I have never doubted that.
The Innocent. Scot Turow.
The Innocent. Scot Turow.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
the voice in your head
you can seek the advice of others, surround yourself with trusted advisers.but in the end, the decision is always yours. and yours alone. And when it's time to act and you are all alone, with your back to the wall, the only voice that matters is the one in your head. the one that telling you what you probably already knew. the one that is almost always right.
Grey's Anatomy
Grey's Anatomy
Thursday, June 28, 2012
The Innocent
In “Innocent,” he’s exploring the many ways in which, time after time, we fail to understand ourselves, in which we miss or misinterpret the evidence that could tell us who we are. “If we are always a mystery to ourselves,” Anna asks at the end of Sabich’s latest ordeal, “then what is the chance of fully understanding anybody else?” That’s a novelist’s question as much as it is a lawyer’s.
NY Times book review on "The Innocent"
Nat reflects on “the screwy epistemology of the courtroom, where the million daily details of a life suddenly get elevated to evidence of murder,” and in this he may be speaking for Turow himself: a practicing attorney who appears to have become more preoccupied with the ambiguities of the law (which are many) than its certainties (which are few). The effect of spending a lifetime in the halls of justice, his novels suggest, is — or should be — a growing sense of the law’s incapacity to explain anything important about human folly. Justice may not be entirely blind, but it appears to have cataracts. It turns everything fuzzy and dim. Worst of all, it doesn’t know how to tell a story.
And that, in the end, may be the reason Turow continues to write novels, to have his bit on the side while apparently remaining faithful to his long-term relationship with the law. It’s clear in “Innocent” how different young lawyers like Anna and Nat are from older ones, who still have their ambitions but have been relieved of most of their illusions. Legal lifers like Sabich and Molto have seen too much and say, at times, too little. They’ve become cautious, reluctant to speak or act for fear of muddying the truth again. They play everything so close to the vest, keep their own counsel so rigorously, that they’ve become, in a way, strangers to themselves. It’s terribly sad when, at the end of “Innocent,” Sabich begins to speak for himself once more and what he has to say is: “Accepting the truth is often the hardest task human beings face.” (He’s also an epistemologist, of sorts.) By some odd process, Sabich’s repetition compulsion has led him to a kind of rueful clarity about himself, a belated sense of who he is and who, all along, he has been.
NY Times book review on "The Innocent"
Nat reflects on “the screwy epistemology of the courtroom, where the million daily details of a life suddenly get elevated to evidence of murder,” and in this he may be speaking for Turow himself: a practicing attorney who appears to have become more preoccupied with the ambiguities of the law (which are many) than its certainties (which are few). The effect of spending a lifetime in the halls of justice, his novels suggest, is — or should be — a growing sense of the law’s incapacity to explain anything important about human folly. Justice may not be entirely blind, but it appears to have cataracts. It turns everything fuzzy and dim. Worst of all, it doesn’t know how to tell a story.
And that, in the end, may be the reason Turow continues to write novels, to have his bit on the side while apparently remaining faithful to his long-term relationship with the law. It’s clear in “Innocent” how different young lawyers like Anna and Nat are from older ones, who still have their ambitions but have been relieved of most of their illusions. Legal lifers like Sabich and Molto have seen too much and say, at times, too little. They’ve become cautious, reluctant to speak or act for fear of muddying the truth again. They play everything so close to the vest, keep their own counsel so rigorously, that they’ve become, in a way, strangers to themselves. It’s terribly sad when, at the end of “Innocent,” Sabich begins to speak for himself once more and what he has to say is: “Accepting the truth is often the hardest task human beings face.” (He’s also an epistemologist, of sorts.) By some odd process, Sabich’s repetition compulsion has led him to a kind of rueful clarity about himself, a belated sense of who he is and who, all along, he has been.
日日捨
好友發起日日捨活動,清理家裡。我覺得很有趣,加以響應。
不過第三日,我就說了一句名言: 沒東西可丟。
過去21年來,我搬了15.次家。其中三次美國到台灣,二次台灣到美國。另十次則在美國大陸累積哩程。目前,除了日用衣物,廚房浴室裡用品之外,只餘丟了會動搖"人"本的:二箱日記(小學三年級起的作文,週記,及長大後日記),二箱相本及信件,一箱各類有紀念性小物的雜物箱。
真的,沒太多"留著以後可能會用到,還蠻好的"物件。
想來,我捨物的本事,修得差不多。但盼捨情的功夫,能早日長進。
不過第三日,我就說了一句名言: 沒東西可丟。
過去21年來,我搬了15.次家。其中三次美國到台灣,二次台灣到美國。另十次則在美國大陸累積哩程。目前,除了日用衣物,廚房浴室裡用品之外,只餘丟了會動搖"人"本的:二箱日記(小學三年級起的作文,週記,及長大後日記),二箱相本及信件,一箱各類有紀念性小物的雜物箱。
真的,沒太多"留著以後可能會用到,還蠻好的"物件。
想來,我捨物的本事,修得差不多。但盼捨情的功夫,能早日長進。
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
pain
“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self, so therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility.” - Kahlil Gibran
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Courage
'Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying," I will try again tomorrow."'
Monday, April 16, 2012
Leap
'The jump is so frightening between where I am and where I want to be... because of all I may become I will close my eyes and Leap!' ---Mary Anne Radmacher
Friday, March 16, 2012
'Chronic pain sufferers often lead empty lives when pain destroys, or all but destroys, any chance for normalcy. Patients' family lives, careers, relationships, and leisure activities become ruled by pain. Some patients are able to rise above the pain and manage to carry on a facade of normal life. Others become vegetables because of medications, and they often lose their ability to be involved with other people and in social activities.'
Friday, March 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
emptiness
'the anxiety is age old. the fear of being alone. Once you've felt the comfort of society, you worry about losing it. So to remind yourself of how you're connected, you gather things around. And you cling to them, not so you won't lose them, or lose what makes you you, but so you won't lose the connections they represent. The fear is of emptiness — but of emptiness inside us, not of empty rooms.'
http://www.npr.org/2012/02/20/147041182/our-media-ourselves-are-we-headed-for-a-matrix
http://www.wired.com/beyond_the_beyond/2011/06/augmented-reality-e-m-forster-the-machine-stops-1909/
http://www.npr.org/2012/02/20/147041182/our-media-ourselves-are-we-headed-for-a-matrix
http://www.wired.com/beyond_the_beyond/2011/06/augmented-reality-e-m-forster-the-machine-stops-1909/
Friday, February 17, 2012
live as if this is all there is
live with intention. walk to the edge.
listen hard. practice wellness. play with abandon.
laugh
choose with no regret.
continue to learn.
appreciate your friends.
do what you love.
live as if this is all there is. --- Mary Anne Radmacher
listen hard. practice wellness. play with abandon.
laugh
choose with no regret.
continue to learn.
appreciate your friends.
do what you love.
live as if this is all there is. --- Mary Anne Radmacher
Sunday, February 12, 2012
no mortal can keep a secret.
“No mortal can keep a secret. If the lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.”
― Sigmund Freud
denial
“Delay is the deadliest form of denial.” -----C. Northcote Parkinson
Thursday, February 9, 2012
compliment
F: What's he like?
E: He is different. From anybody I know.
F: Different is good. From where I am from. The highest compliment for a person, is to say that they are down to earth, grounded. I hate it. It drives me nuts.
---The Tourist
E: He is different. From anybody I know.
F: Different is good. From where I am from. The highest compliment for a person, is to say that they are down to earth, grounded. I hate it. It drives me nuts.
---The Tourist
The Tourist
Elise: Invite me to dinner, Frank.
Frank: Would you like to join me for dinner?
Elise: Women don't like questions.
Frank: Join me for dinner.
Elise: Too demanding.
Frank: Join me for dinner?
Elise: Another question.
Frank: I am having dinner. If you care to join me. ---- The Tourist
It's the Roman God Janus. My mother wants to teach me that everyone has two sides, good side and bad side. Past and the future. That we must embrace both in someone we love. And I tried.
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