“Life breaks us all and afterward many are strong at the broken places.” – Ernest Hemingway
You know what they say… what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. But I suppose that what doesn’t kill you simply makes you wish it did. And then, if you somehow find enough inner strength to go on, builds you up.
The things is, all that matters is the power that resides within us. It’s the power to be in control, to handle everything life throws at you.
But remember: what you give power to has power over you.
So don’t give up your power, don’t let the world break you. Fight on, no matter what. And, besides, strength is just the ability to keep moving forward long after you thought you couldn’t go on.
Let me tell you a bit about this sport called boxing. It’s tough and rough, no doubt about it. But the most difficult and painful parts are not the ones you see on TV. No, the fights themselves are just the parts that people get to see. The real fighting, the struggle, take place off-screen. The time spent practicing, hours and hours of physical training, shadow boxing, sparring. That’s the tough part. A few minutes in a ring with another fighter don’t even come close to what happens during a training. Continue reading
Everything I write acts as a sort of personal metaphor; I try to add a bit of myself in each and everyone of my stories. It’s probably the easiest way to add realism to a fictional world. And furthermore, I’m the one person I know best in the world, so to speak.
But it wasn’t always like that. Continue reading
I realized something today about the way certain works of art make me feel, something I couldn’t exactly describe until now.
So, here goes nothing: Certain works of art make us feel nostalgic about things we never even experienced.
For a few minutes or hours or whatever, we find ourselves submerged in a world that could never really existed, and at the same time we feel that if it were to exist, it would still be a world we’d never belong to.
It’s a strange feeling, to read about experiences you never experienced, to see things you never saw in person, to hear what your ears never heard, and feel nostalgic about them. It’s like a deja vu, actually.
I believe the biggest difference between artists and “normal” people is the artists’ ability to describe what everyone feels, and sometimes, if they’re lucky, to describe something no one else has felt before.
Maybe this is one of the great things about art: making the impossible not possible, but plausible. To give us hope that the life we think we deserve can exist.
“If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It’s the only good fight there is.” – Charles Bukowski
Whether you believe in God or karma or simply fate odds are that at least once in your life you’ll feel as if the entire Universe is working against a specific desire of yours. And you’ll want to give up. Continue reading
“I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.” – Michelangelo
Don’t you love it when your mind imprisons a certain image? You have a certain vision, you know exactly where you want to go and what you have to do. An image that has to be set free.
This is one of the most crucial aspects of good art: vision. And heart. I’m not sure you can have one without the other. Continue reading
“Words are loneliness.” – Henry Miller
You find yourself late at night in a quiet room. There’s no one around; no movement, no noise, nothing to break time into small pieces. You are alone. And you begin to type words on a computer. While the entire world seems to dream, you type away all the dreams you have stored up in your heart. Slowly, maybe even painfully at times, you write all those dreams into existence. They take a different form… not quite alive, but not as dead as they feel when they’re trapped inside your mind. Continue reading