~Friedrich Nietzsche, Daybreak, 492
L'appel du vide
~Friedrich Nietzsche, Daybreak, 492
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Ah! Mon ami! At last I am about to leave this world, where the heart must either break, or become hard as bronze.
Last words, Nicolas Chamfort
L'appel du vide
"Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely."
~Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “Dirge without Music”
ars poetica
I wanted to see where beauty comes from
without you in the world, hauling my heart
across sixty acres of northeast meadow,
my pockets filling with flowers.
Then I remembered,
it’s you I miss in the brightness
and body of every living name:
rattlebox, yarrow, wild vetch.
You are the green wonder of June,
root and quasar, the thirst for salt.
without you in the world, hauling my heart
across sixty acres of northeast meadow,
my pockets filling with flowers.
Then I remembered,
it’s you I miss in the brightness
and body of every living name:
rattlebox, yarrow, wild vetch.
You are the green wonder of June,
root and quasar, the thirst for salt.
~Stacie Cassarino, “Summer Solstice,” from Zero at the Bone
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~Maximo Parkaz
literacki
~“Tender is the Night” by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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ars poetica
I am being pulled by two opposing forces:
a thirst for life
and a despair for the hopeless;
towards home.
Wherever
that may
be.
~Opposing Forces, T.Wuggles
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"I feel a curious stirring within me, as if
undreamed of things were forcing their way up into the light and I’m
helpless against them."
- Albert Camus, from Caligula & Three Other Plays
pondering
"You have all the power—you can break the silence
with even with the smallest sounds. And then you don’t want to do it.
You try to be as quiet as you can be."
- Daniel A. Gross, from This Is Your Brain On Science
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"We hesitate. Wary, ironic, disillusioned. What a
difficult bridge this present has become! How many, many trips do we
need to undertake so as not to be empty and invisible."
- Susan Sontag, from I, etcetera: Stories
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pondering
“‘Tis true without lying, certain and most true.
That which is below is like that which is above and that which is above
is like that which is below.” – Isaac Newton
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“Haven’t people learned yet that the time of superficial intellectual games is over, that agony is infinitely more important than syllogism, that a cry of despair is more revealing than the most subtle thought, and that tears always have deeper roots than smiles?”
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“Recently, when I got out of the elevator at my usual hour, it occurred to me that my life, whose days more & more repeat themselves down to the smallest detail, resembles that punishment in which each pupil must according to his offense write down the same meaningless (in repetition, at least) sentence ten times, a hundred times or even oftener; except that in my case the punishment is given me with only this limitation: “as many times as you can stand it.””
quoth the madman
“Smiling despair. No solution, but constantly exercising an authority over myself that I know is useless. The essential thing is not to lose oneself, and not to lose that part of oneself that lies sleeping in the world”
quoth the madman
Umberto Eco (1932 - 2016, RIP)
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"If death delivers us from the world, whether into paradise or hell, oblivion or having-been, birth introduces us to a world that is not of our making and to a past that we have the impossible task of making our own."
— Anne O’Byrne, Natality and Finitude
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