There is just life.

via Me, Myself and I

There are no deadlines, no set path. There is just life.  And it's magnificent.



Dreams

via WeHeartIt

(Source: PSXExtreme)

"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream."

-  Vincent Van Gogh

Made for another world

"If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world."

 

— C. S. Lewis

"You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you."

via someecards.com 

Speaking of...not settling, following your passion and living the guts out of life

Don't settle

via The Glamourai 

Sometimes life’s gonna hit you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love. And that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking and don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years go on. So keep looking. Don’t settle.

—Steve Jobs, Standford Commencement Speech 2005.

via Dangerously Debonair

Learning to leap

I'm learning to leap every day - to the moon, to the stars, into my dreams...to embrace the abandon of leaping into something you are passionate about, that inspires you and drives you.  That is freedom.  Whether it works out or not.  The act of leaping will get you part of the way.

That green light

On a recent work trip to Melbourne my colleague was searching for some in-flight reading and purchased on a whim a long time favourite classics - The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald.  It prompted me to remember one of my favourite quotes:

"Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic furture that year by year recedes before us.  It eluded us then, but that's no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms faster...And one fine morning - So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past." 



General literary consensus seems to paint Gatsby as a somewhat sad figure who had a romantic and idealistic dream, one that the more he reached after, seemed farther away.  Instead, I like to think that even when hope is lost and our dreams have eluded us we continue to pursue, to dream and to reach and one day we achieve those idealistic dreams.