Glorious Disposition

For, by believing passionately in something which still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired, whatever we have not irrigated with our blood to such a degree that it becomes strong enough to stride across the somber threshold of nonexistence.

Nikos Kazantzakis, “The Desert. Sinai.”, Report to Greco (1965), p. 434  (via thymoss)

(Source: elucipher, via imaginarychristine)