I have walked that long road to freedom. I have tried not to falter; I have made missteps along the way. But I have discovered the secret that after climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb. I have taken a moment here to rest, to steal a view of the glorious vista that surrounds me, to look back on the distance I have come. But I can only rest for a moment, for with freedom come responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk is not ended.
Nelson Mandela (via larmoyante)
Rest in peace, Nelson Mandela, born 18 July 1918, died 5 December 2013
The Top 10 Nelson Mandela Quotes on Education
- Young people must take it upon themselves to ensure that they receive the highest education possible so that they can represent us well in future as future leaders.
- Not a day goes by when I don’t read every newspaper I can lay my hands on, wherever I am.
- Without language, one cannot talk to people and understand them; one cannot share their hopes and aspirations, grasp their history, appreciate their poetry, or savour their songs.
- No country can really develop unless its citizens are educated.
- Education is the great engine of personal development. It is through education that the daughter of a peasant can become a doctor, that the son of a mineworker can become the head of the mine, that a child of farm workers can become the president of a great nation. It is what we make out of what we have, not what we are given, that separates one person from another.
- There are certain precautions you should take to prepare yourself for a fruitful study career. You must brush up your knowledge through systematic reading of literature and newspapers.
- Discussion sharpens one’s interest in any subject and accordingly inspires reading and corrects errors.
- Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.
- A good head and good heart are always a formidable combination. But when you add to that a literate tongue or pen, then you have something very special.
- One of the things I learned when I was negotiating was that until I changed myself, I could not change others.
And one more to make you smile: ‘Appearances matter — and remember to smile.’
Last week I shot a roll of film that I’d got free with a second hand camera. When I got back the scans I found out that the roll had already been used by the guy who gave me it and so I had double exposed it. By chance, both of us had taken a photo of a motorway landscape and this was made. His photo is from the inside of the car looking at countryside and my shot of an urban motorway is best seen on the left hand side.
This is fucking amazing
MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE
There’s a room where the light won’t find you, holding hands while the walls come tumbling down. When they do, I’ll be right behind you. So glad we’ve almost made it, so sad we had to fade it. Everybody wants to rule the world.
I have a 4-6 page paper due at 430 and no motivation to start it. FML.
“Darling, I am not here to write about your eyes and the stars in them. I tried to count too many times and I got too lost in the dreams imbedded in your corneas. I’m not here to talk about how the sun only rises because you give it a reason to, because it still sets every evening so it doesn’t have to hear your steady breathing while you sleep. I’m here to tell you about how you have words that cut me like a saw cuts bone and how my ribs are held together with cheap twine and my spine is duct taped together. Here to say that you make my heart race at a pace that my body cannot keep up with. I didn’t come to tell you that the tides are kissing the shore every time you laugh, because that’s not what your laugh is like. No, if the rusting of iron made a sound, it would be your laugh. There are no flowers woven in your hair - instead, there are hornets and their nests lay settled in your throat and your intention is to sting me every time you open your mouth to say something that isn’t my name. This isn’t about poetry I’ve read about the moon and the sun and the cosmic loneliness of every star despite the presence trillions of them in the same sky. This is about how some stars find your presence alluring that they begin to tumble from the sky and this is what we wish upon. This is about bruised lips mumbling words carved into coffee tables and bloody fingers tracing the rim of your favorite coffee cup. This isn’t about love. This is about you.”