take the world into your arms

kai lenny, peahi


When it’s over,

I want to say: all my life

I was a bride married to amazement.

I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my

life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find

myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument.

I don’t want to end up simply

having visited this



Mary Oliver

September 10, 1935 – January 17, 2019


go all the way



you’re going to try,

go all the way. Otherwise, don’t

even start. This could mean losing girlfriends,

wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean

not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a

park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could

mean mockery — isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the

others are a test of your endurance, of how much

you really want to do it. And, you’ll do it,

despite rejection and the worst odds.

It’s the only good fight

there is.


Charles Bukowski