"ماذا تطوي في قلبك حتى فاض على سيماك؟"

I'm not sure if I dreamt it, thought it up, or just read it somewhere.

But I had this notion that some of us can relate to the moon more than we'd think and not for the typical reasons like loneliness and such, but for wanting a self.

The moon... Half of it is hidden, and the other half can only be seen by the reflection of the sun's light, not its own. Even this is controlled by other entities, i.e. the sun and the earth. The moon cannot even control how much of it will be visible and how much hidden and not even when. The moon exists by other entities' rules. The moon is wanting a self and agency. Perhaps that's where the notion of its loneliness comes from. We see the moon as beautiful and divine. Some even used to pray to it. What we don't see is what's behind that beauty. The moon is lonely in its suffering.

- Hanif Kureishi, from "The Buddha of Suburbia"

Rainer Maria Rilke, "The Prodigal Son." The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Stephen Mitchell)

I don’t mean to interrupt people I just randomly remember things and get really excited I’m sorry

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.

there's something about Dostoyevsky characters suddenly bursting into tears that just hits different