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Famous Notebooks

1. Mark Twain - “He had his leather bound notebooks custom made according to his own design idea. Each page had a tab; once a page had been used, he would tear off its tab, allowing him to easily find the next blank page for his jottings”

2. Charles Darwin - “The notebooks were filled with memorandum to himself on things to look further into, questions he wanted to answer, scientific speculations, notes on the many books he was currently reading, natural observations, sketches, and lists of the books he had read and wanted to read. But the progression is far from orderly: the entries are chaotically arranged and wide-ranging; they jump from one scientific subject to the next and are interspersed with notes on correspondences and conversations. He would rest the notebook on his desk and write horizontally down the page with a pen, and, like Isaac Newton, he would sometimes start in from both ends of the notebook at once and work towards the middle.

3. Jack Kerouac - The notebook entry reads: 

“Ginsberg — intelligent enuf, interested in the outward appearance & pose of great things, intelligent enuf to know where to find them, but once there he acts like Jerry Newman, the photographer anxious to be photographed photographing —— Ginsberg wants to run his hand up the backs of people, for this he gives and seldom takes — He is also a mental screwball

*(Tape recorder anxious to be tape recorded tape recording) (like Seymour Barab anxious to have his name in larger letters than Robert Louis Stevenson, like Steinberg & Verlaine Rimbaud Baudelaire”

4. Ernest Hemingway - The notebook entry reads:

“My name is Ernest Miller Hemingway

I was born on July 21, 1899

My favorite authors are Kipling, O. Henry and Steuart Edward White.

My favorite flower is lady slipper and tiger lily.

My favorite sports are trout fishing, hiking, shooting, football and boxing.

My favorite studies are English, zoology and chemistry.

I intend to travel and write.”

(Fuente: likeafieldmouse)

Lo que la mayoría de la gente considera secretos no lo son en realidad. Los misterios no son secretos. Tampoco lo son los hechos poco conocidos ni las verdades olvidadas. Un secreto es un conocimiento cierto activamente ocultado.
Existen dos tipos de secretos: Hay secretos de boca y secretos de corazón. La mayoría de los secretos son secretos de la boca. Chismes compartidos y pequeños escándalos susurrados. Esos secretos ansían liberarse por el mundo. Un secreto de la boca es como una china en la bota. Al principio apenas la notas. Luego se vuelve molesta y al final insoportable. Los secretos de la boca crecen cuanto más los guardas, y se hinchan hasta presionar contra tus labios. Luchan para que los liberes. Los secretos del corazón son diferentes. Son íntimos y dolorosos, y queremos, ante todo, escondérselos al mundo. No se hinchan ni presionan buscando una salida. Moran en el corazón, y cuanto más se los guarda, más pesados se vuelven.
Es mejor tener la boca llena de veneno que un secreto en el corazón. Cualquier idiota sabe escupir el veneno, pero nosotros guardamos esos tesoros dolorosos. Tragamos para contenerlos todos los días, obligándolos a permanecer en lo más profundo de nosotros. Allí se quedan, volviéndose cada vez más pesados, enconándose. Con el tiempo, no pueden evitar aplastar el corazón que los contiene.
El temor de un hombre sabio, Patrick Rothfuss (via ladyofshalott)
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