His analytical tendency, along with the huge hat collection that resulted from it, would obliterate him.
“The Philosophers” by Adam Ehrlich Sachs (2016)
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His analytical tendency, along with the huge hat collection that resulted from it, would obliterate him.
“The Philosophers” by Adam Ehrlich Sachs (2016)
When it got dark I’d go out again for more forties and, on occasion, food. Around ten P. M. I’d switch to vodka and would pretend to better myself with a book or some kind of music, as though God were checking up on me.
“All good here,” I pretended to say. “Just bettering myself, as always.”
“Bettering Myself,” Ottessa Moshfegh (via nogreatillusion)
When it got dark I’d go out again for more forties and, on occasion, food. Around ten P. M. I’d switch to vodka and would pretend to better myself with a book or some kind of music, as though God were checking up on me.
“All good here,” I pretended to say. “Just bettering myself, as always.”
“Bettering Myself,” Ottessa Moshfegh (via nogreatillusion)
Those were the days when the earth itself fornicated with the sky, when everything germinated and everything was fruitful.
“Quaestio De Centauris” by Primo Levi (2015)
Those were the days when the earth itself fornicated with the sky, when everything germinated and everything was fruitful.
“Quaestio De Centauris” by Primo Levi (2015)
‘They’re always inventing new ways not to be aware of the canyon between them, but it’s a canyon of tiny distances: a sentence or a silence here, a closing or an opening of space there, a moment of difficult truth or of difficult generosity. That’s all.’
“Love Is Blind and Deaf” by Jonathan Safran Foer (2015)
‘They’re always inventing new ways not to be aware of the canyon between them, but it’s a canyon of tiny distances: a sentence or a silence here, a closing or an opening of space there, a moment of difficult truth or of difficult generosity. That’s all.’
“Love Is Blind and Deaf” by Jonathan Safran Foer (2015)
The truth was, these two dear friends of his were both closer friends to him than they were to each other, and there were often these awkward moments when he had to remind them of the love thread that connected all three, which, to Michael, was so obvious; it was woven from a shared suffering, a unique form of suffering, that few people on this earth have ever known or will ever have the chance to experience, but which all of them—Michael, Liz, and Marlon—happened to have undergone to the highest degree possible.
“Escape from New York” by Zadie Smith (2015)
The truth was, these two dear friends of his were both closer friends to him than they were to each other, and there were often these awkward moments when he had to remind them of the love thread that connected all three, which, to Michael, was so obvious; it was woven from a shared suffering, a unique form of suffering, that few people on this earth have ever known or will ever have the chance to experience, but which all of them—Michael, Liz, and Marlon—happened to have undergone to the highest degree possible.
“Escape from New York” by Zadie Smith (2015)