The Everlasting Labyrinth

A collection of things I pick up along the way

I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put it into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again.

The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.”
-Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Radoslaw Pujan Photography

Radoslaw Pujan Photography

“He smelled like licorice and old books, she thought to herself, as tears rolled from her eyes, the color of muddy puddles.”
- Adam Elliot’s “Mary and Max”

“He smelled like licorice and old books, she thought to herself, as tears rolled from her eyes, the color of muddy puddles.”

- Adam Elliot’s “Mary and Max”

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.”
- Rainer Maria Rilke

Illustration from Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Alchemist” by Edmund Dulac

Illustration from Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Alchemist” by Edmund Dulac