December 2009
40 posts
“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body.The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely,...
“UGH.”
“The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a...”
– Alan Bennett (The History Boys: The Film) (via kari-shma)
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...”
– Jack Keruoac (via kari-shma)
“here we go again”
“Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages, know countries,...”
– Solzhenitsyn (via haitianspacestation)
“The goals we pursue are always veiled. A girl who longs for marriage longs for...”
– Milan Kundera (via haitianspacestation)
“there are some wounds that never heal”
“Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, “A Letter That Never Reached Russia. (via dianlovesit)
that life without meaning, is no life at all
Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern. Frank O’Hara, Meditations in an Emergency
will you ever understand?
And always, if he had a little money, a man could get drunk. The hard edges gone, and the warmth…Sitting in a ditch, the earth grew soft under him. Failure dulled and the future was no threat…The stars came down wonderfully close and the sky was soft. Death was a friend, and sleep was death’s brother. The old times came back…And the stars down so close, and sadness and pleasure so close together,...
“If you always do what you’ve always done, then you’ll always get...”
They can sometimes be hurtful to others without being aware of it, as they generally do not know and may not care about the effect their words have on others.
It’s not that they don’t care about people, it’s that their decision-making process does not involve taking people’s feelings into account. They make decisions based on facts and logic.
i keep going back and fourth...
What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love; stay in love, and it will decide everything.
-pedro arrupe, sj
i want everything from this site →
“You have to be an artist and a madman, a creature of infinite melancholy, with a bubble of hot poison in your loins and a super-voluptuous flame aglow in your subtle spine (oh, how you have to cringe and hide!), in order to discern at once, by ineffable signs—the slightly feline outline of a cheekbone, the slenderness of a downy limb, and other indices which despair and shame and tears of...
F. Scott Fitzgerald
“But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot. The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the washstand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor. Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene...
“Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the...”
i miss sitting in an english classroom. i miss having a syllabus to force me to read. i miss listening to professors and what they have to say.
currently reading cat’s cradle. i loves it.
“Ideally, what should be said to every child, repeatedly, throughout his or her school life is something like this:
“You are in the process of being indoctrinated. We have not yet evolved a system of education that is not a system of indoctrination. We are sorry, but it is the best we can do. What you are being taught here is an amalgam of current prejudice and the choices of this particular...
Vladimir Nabokov - Speak, Memory
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Although the two are identical twins, man, as a rule, views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for (at some forty-five hundred heartbeats an hour). I know, however, of a young chronophobiac who experienced something like panic...
