July 26th, 2014
People like us must have the religion of despair. One must be equal to one’s destiny, that’s to say impassive like it.
Julian Barnes (Flaubert’s Parror)
The despairing are always being urged to abstain from selfishness, to think of others first. This seems unfair. Why load them with responsibility for the welfare of others, when their own already weighs them down.
Julian Barnes (Flaubert’s Parrot)
July 24th, 2014
Existentialism isn’t so atheistic that it wears itself out showing that God doesn’t exist. Rather, it declares that even if God did exist, that would change nothing. There you’ve got our point of view. Not that we believe that God exists, but we think that the problem of His existence is not the issue.
Jean-Paul Sartre (Existentialism is a Humanism)
Man is constantly outside of himself; in projecting himself, in losing himself outside of himself, he makes for man’s existing; and, on the other hand, it is by pursuing transcendent goals that he is able to exist; man, being this state of passing-beyond, and seizing upon things only as they bear upon this passing-beyond, is at the heart, at the center of this passing-beyond.
Jean-Paul Sartre (Existentialism is a Humanism)
July 23rd, 2014
Is it splendid, or stupid, to take life seriously?
Gustave Flaubert (via whyallcaps)

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John Austen Hamlet


John Austen

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the soul’s bliss
and suffering are bound together…
Jane Kenyon, “Twilight: After Haying” (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book Of Disquiet (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical.
E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
I just want a moment of truth
so vast

that all the lights on the planet
dim for a second…
From Ground Zero by David Lerner (via hush-syrup)

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There are days that walk through me and I cannot hold them.
Katherine Larson (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
Like a shadow,
I am and I am not.
July 22nd, 2014
As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our existence, I have formed during the last few years such close relations with this best and truest friend of mankind, that his image is not only no longer terrifying to me, but is indeed very soothing and consoling! And I thank my God for graciously granting me the opportunity…of learning that death is the key which unlocks the door to our true happiness.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Like a shadow,
I am and I am not.


You are riding the bus again
burrowing into the blackness of Interstate 80,
the sole passenger

with an overhead light on.
And I am with you.
I’m the interminable fields you can’t see,

the little lights off in the distance
(in one of those rooms we are
living) and I am the rain

and the…