Brooklyn Bohemian

Musings on Life, Art and Beauty

The game of keeping what one has is never so exciting as the game of getting.

Zora Neale Hurston  (via babyalligators)

The progress of an artist is a continual self-sacrifice, a continual extinction of personality.

—T. S Eliot (via triple-doubleconscious)

(Source: jaiemiller)

Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin - find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that that was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.

—Maya Angelou, you will be missed.  (via ffrenchtoast)

(Source: hydeordie, via jaiemiller)

You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.

—Junot Diaz