im finally reading so much again and having quiet little early morning walks and eating lots of fruit and writing in my journal and not being a lot on my phone and it feels sooooo nice 🥹
the worst thing in the world is doing things. the second worst thing in the world is not doing things. how has no one ever come up with a solution for this
please listen to albums someitmes youll be amazed at what an artists songs do when theyree in an order they made. for you to listen to. etc
Everything good intensifies. If it happens and you pay attention it happens more. And when you see something beautiful you start seeing it everywhere. You see it everywhere
the epic highs and tragic lows of literally just being in my head on a perfectly normal day
its so fucked up how difficult it is to move to another country you shouldn’t need a reason or anything you should be able to show up at the border and be like “the vibes were off back home” and they should let you in
Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits
The hypocrisy of being human; the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing.
—mattmurdock-gf on Tumblr
"damn I'm crying over an insect" "why am I having such strong feelings over how the sky looks" "it's weird how happy this small thing made me feel" THAT'S BECAUSE YOU LIVE HERE!!!! you live on this earth. everything all the time is an experience, no matter how common or mundane. this world is unique. so are its small moments. it is good to enjoy a tiny thing. you love the world even at its smallest scale.
— August 15, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries
Continuation of the aug. 15 entry. Kafka had to sent a letter to Felice's parents to let them know about their engagement. He also mentions the letter in the previous entry: The letter to her parents caused me great difficulties especially because a draft written under especially unfavorable circumstances resisted revision for a long time. Yet today I have nearly succeeded, at least there's no untruth in it and it remains readable and comprehensible even for parents.
The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.
– Kate Chopin, The Awakening
from Chorus, eds. Saul Williams, Dufflyn Lammers & Aja Monet / 14 lines from love letters or suicide notes, david "doc" luben
Kim Addonizio, from 'The Women', Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems/excerpt from 'The Complete Works: The Diary,' Virginia Woolf
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