read classic poetry in the bath. scratch shakespeare quotes into your desk. keep black-and-white pictures in a golden locket. learn the language you’ve always wanted to learn. dance in the rain, even if you’re not sure how. read wikipedia pages on unsolved mysteries at two in the morning. live your life the way you want to, make your own rules, become who you’ve dreamed of being. because really, who’s stopping you?
supernatural is about watching sam winchester fall down again and again and he just keeps getting up but not in an inspiring way just in a way that makes you kind of sad and nauseous.
obsessed where stories where it is like. the mistakes are unfixable and the worst thing that could happen happened and nothing can go back to how it was. but there was still love in this and love will continue after this and love endures always.
'I love humanity,' he said, 'but I wonder at myself. The more I love humanity in general, the less I love man in particular.'
Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
“I mistrust illuminations: what we take for a discovery is very often only a familiar thought that we have not recognized.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre, Saint Genet
“Compassion was the most important, perhaps the sole law of human existence.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
It's ridiculous how invested I am in this book after what's basically five chapters of exposition. How does Dostoevsky write like this. The ideas and characters introduced are just so interesting that I don't even care that these people haven't even talked yet. I am RIVETED
people will clown on me for this because he killed two people but I just love how sweet Rodya is. He is so cruel and mean and uncouth a lot or even most of the time, but then he does things like constantly thoughtlessly give the last of his money away to anyone who needs it more than him, cries when he’s in his psychotic episode and can’t remember who Razumikhin is, has that very sweet and tender moment with Polenka, begs the police to get a doctor for Marmeladov and says he’ll pay for it despite having nothing at all himself. At the same time he is capable of terrible things and is often terrible specifically to the people who love him and want to help, and oscillates wildly between the two. It’s that juxtaposition that holds so much of the interest of the narrative itself for me. A lot of people focus on how awful he is and while that is also honestly such a fun part of his character, that alone is not what makes him compelling to me. I have so much tenderness for his character despite what he’s done because he is just so mentally ill and has been through and been witness to so much hardship. He is not easy to love or understand but it’s so beautiful and sweet that Razumikhin, Sonya, his family and his other friends love him so dearly anyway. I truly think the suffering he is constantly surrounded by is the thing that has driven him to psychosis. Specifically I think of when he goes to the police station in part two and says he has been “shattered by poverty.” In these little moments of sweetness and lucidity towards others, even in the depths of his illness, we can still see the little boy in him who so desperately wanted to help that poor horse.
Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939
“You may think: What’s happened? Good God, are they kidding? But it is a rule of life, alas, that nobody is kidding.”
— Andrew Sean Greer, Less Is Lost