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GEORGIA O’KEEFFE ~ THE FOOLISHNESS OF BEING HAPPY

in Quoting the Artist ~ Thoughts and Thinking... by

Alfred Stieglitz 1918, portrait de Georgia O’Keeffe

“I think it’s so foolish for people to want to be happy. Happy is so momentary–you’re happy for an instant and then you start thinking again. Interest is the most important thing in life; happiness is temporary, but interest is continuous.”
― Georgia O’Keeffe

GEORGIA O'KEEFFE ~ THE FOOLISHNESS OF BEING HAPPY

in Quoting the Artist ~ Thoughts and Thinking... by

Alfred Stieglitz 1918, portrait de Georgia O’Keeffe

“I think it’s so foolish for people to want to be happy. Happy is so momentary–you’re happy for an instant and then you start thinking again. Interest is the most important thing in life; happiness is temporary, but interest is continuous.”
― Georgia O’Keeffe

CHARLES BAUDELAIRE ~ ON LIFE AND POETS

in Poetical Visions by

“The beautiful is always bizarre.”
― Charles Baudelaire

“An artist is a kaleidoscope endowed with consciousness…an ego athirst for the non-ego, and reflecting it at every moment in energies more vivid than life itself, always inconstant and fleeting. The poet is like those wandering souls who go looking for a body, he enters as he likes into each man’s personality. For him alone everything is vacant…The man who loves to lose himself in a crowd enjoys feverish delights that the egoist locked up in himself as in a box, and the slothful man like a mollusk in his shell, will be eternally deprived of. He adopts to his own all the occupations, all the joys and all the sorrows that chance offers.”

Charles Baudelaire

SYLVIA PLATH ~ ON LONELINESS

in The words that make sense... brilliant writings by writers... by

“God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of “parties” with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear. And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter – they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship – but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.”
― Sylvia Plath

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