Joyce Su

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12:03 am • 16 February 2012 • 87 notes • #books #geometry #philosophy

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12:21 am • 25 January 2012 • 1,405 notes • #photo #books

The Joy of Books

1:59 am • 10 January 2012 • 5 notes • #video #stop animation #books

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2:24 am • 22 July 2011 • 251 notes • #photo #black and white #books

“There are two perfumes to a book. If a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better. It smells like ancient Egypt. A book has got to smell. You have to hold it in your hands and pray to it. You put it in your pocket and you walk with it. And it stays with you forever.”

— Ray Bradbury

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11:10 pm • 12 July 2011 • 17 notes • #quote #ray bradbury #books

Rumi’s Book of Love, translated by Coleman Barks

To be perfectly honest, I thought Rumi’s Book of Love was a little overrated. Perhaps it was just my translation, but I thought a lot of the poems alluded to obscure cultural (and obviously religious) themes, which makes it extremely curious to me why he is so popularly quoted in modern America.

Anyway, there were a few shreds of lightness that I did capture and like, which made up for the parables that were not absorbed… and of course, those are the most quotable. Somehow this bothers me; it makes me think, perhaps something is begin misread or misinterpreted when we quote Rumi. We are taking what we think we understand, without actually understanding all of the teachings of Sufism. So my conclusion is: further study of Sufism is required for me to change my mind about Rumi because my comprehension level just isn’t there.

—-Addendum—-
Upon a little investigation, I came upon this tidbit about Coleman Barks on Wikipedia: Coleman Barks (born 1937) is an American poet. Although he neither speaks nor reads Persian, he is nonetheless renowned as an interpreter of Rumi and other mystic poets of Persia.

… What?

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12:51 pm • 1 July 2011 • 2 notes • #books #joyce su loves you thoughts

…when one is older and in love, it is the double vision of sharing with your beloved which gives experience texture, shape, significance. To travel alone is to journey through a wasteland. But if you love enough, sometimes you can see for yourself, and for another too.
Truman Capote

Just (re)started Capote’s Portraits, upon being inspired by Anni raaavving about Capote (and our many puns of Truman Compote for Breakfast at Tiffany’s…). I am absolutely in love (again)! Why did I ever put this book down?

…when one is older and in love, it is the double vision of sharing with your beloved which gives experience texture, shape, significance. To travel alone is to journey through a wasteland. But if you love enough, sometimes you can see for yourself, and for another too.

Truman Capote

Just (re)started Capote’s Portraits, upon being inspired by Anni raaavving about Capote (and our many puns of Truman Compote for Breakfast at Tiffany’s…). I am absolutely in love (again)! Why did I ever put this book down?

5:38 pm • 21 June 2011 • 4 notes • #black and white #books #capote #instagram #instagram #joyce su loves you thoughts #photo #quote #travel

But nothing delights the mind so much as fond and loyal friendship. What a blessing it is to have hearts that are ready and willing to receive all your secrets in safety, with whom you are less afraid to share knowledge of something than keep it to yourself, whose conversation soothes your distress, whose advice helps you make up your mind, whose cheerfulness dissolves your sorrow, whose very appearance cheers you up!

Seneca in Central Park

But nothing delights the mind so much as fond and loyal friendship. What a blessing it is to have hearts that are ready and willing to receive all your secrets in safety, with whom you are less afraid to share knowledge of something than keep it to yourself, whose conversation soothes your distress, whose advice helps you make up your mind, whose cheerfulness dissolves your sorrow, whose very appearance cheers you up!

Seneca in Central Park

10:47 pm • 12 June 2011 • 1 note • #books #adventures with barrett #new york #photo #joyce su loves you #travel

My love, my very first love, my undying love, my everything, my books.

1:51 am • 29 May 2011 • 4 notes • #photo #instagram #books #joyce su loves you

“If music be the food of love, play on…”

— 100 Best Opening Lines From Books

3:27 pm • 25 May 2011 • #books #quote

“Life… is like a grapefruit. It’s orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.”

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Douglas Adams

Happy towel day!

12:17 pm • 25 May 2011 • 5 notes • #quote #towel day #douglas adams #sci fi #books

“We are made of books,
the ink on these pages is
the blood in these hearts.”

— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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3:43 am • 15 May 2011 • 1,440 notes • #poem #haiku #books

Everyday we talk about, everything we have in view, everything towards which we comport ourselves in any way, is being; what we are is being, and so is how we are. Being lies in the fact that something is, and in its Being as it is; in Reality; in presence-at-hand; in subsistence; in validity; in Dasein; in the ‘there is.’
Heidegger, Being and Time

Everyday we talk about, everything we have in view, everything towards which we comport ourselves in any way, is being; what we are is being, and so is how we are. Being lies in the fact that something is, and in its Being as it is; in Reality; in presence-at-hand; in subsistence; in validity; in Dasein; in the ‘there is.’

Heidegger, Being and Time

12:30 pm • 4 May 2011 • 15 notes • #books #heidegger #philosophy #quote

The Virtue of Selfishness

“An individualist is a man who lives for his own sake and by his own mind; he neither sacrifices himself to others nor sacrifices others to himself; he deals with men as a trader - not as a looter; as a Producer- not as an Attila.”

Ayn Rand

My thoughts after the cut »

“There are two perfumes to a book. If a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better. It smells like ancient Egypt. A book has got to smell. You have to hold it in your hands and pray to it. You put it in your pocket and you walk with it. And it stays with you forever.”

“If music be the food of love, play on…”

“Life… is like a grapefruit. It’s orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.”

“We are made of books, the ink on these pages is the blood in these hearts.”

“We are made of books,
the ink on these pages is
the blood in these hearts.”