Michael Franti Quotes

Boredom is a terrible affliction of the soulless.

I lived," Dor said, "but I was not alive.

Anger is the spirits telling you that you are alive.

Players hold a lot of their emotions in.

I used to bottle things up.

What's interesting about emotions is that the more you try to control them or to bottle them up, the stronger they get. So, the more I try to stop being sad, the sadder I'm going to get.

He had thrown himself away, he had lost interest in everything, and life, falling in with his feelings, had demanded nothing of him. He had lived as an outsider, an idler and onlooker, well liked in his young manhood, alone in his illness and advancing years. Seized with weariness, he sat down on the wall, and the river murmured darkly in his thoughts.

Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb/I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from/Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

She's letting out her feelings. The scary thing is not being able to do that. When your feelings build up and harden and die inside, then you're in big trouble.

Actually the action called a kiss represented nothing more for me than some place where my spirit could seek shelter.

If I cannot air this pain and alter it, I will surely die of it. That's the beginning of social protest.

When I am sad and wearyWhen I think all hope has goneWhen I walk along High HolbornI think of you with nothing on

Thank you for this, Peter. For dry eyes and silent weeping. You taught me how to hide anything i felt. More than ever, i need that now.

I am well in body although considerable rumpled up in spirit.

Spiritual emptiness is a universal disease.

I've written this to keep from crying. But I am crying, only the tears won't come.

He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.

Sometimes when I'm in the studio I feel so much but don't know how to express it. You're just like in a cave - life goes on without you.

But the absence of tears wasn't the same as an absence of feeling.

Social life is filled with doubts and vain aspirings; solitude, when the imagination is dethroned, is turned to weariness and ennui.

That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it.

Modern man's difficulties, dangerous beliefs and feelings of loneliness, spiritual emptiness,and personal weakness are caused by his illusions about, and separation from, the natural world.

Your flesh is killing your spirit. You have forsaken yourself.

It's getting harder just to feel alive.

My life is superficial, takes no root in the deep world; I ask, When shall I die, and be relieved of the responsibility of seeinga Universe which I do not use? I wish to exchange this flash-of-lightning faith for continuous daylight, this fever-glow for a benign climate.