You can probably expect that somebody who’s willing to read and read hard a thousand-page book is gonna be somebody with some loneliness issues. Or somebody who’s looking, somebody like me or perhaps like you, who isn’t always able to get the sense of intimacy they need. You know, in regular day-to-day intercourse.
- David Foster Wallace, Although of Course You End Up Becoming Yourself (via crematedadolescent)
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And then my new boss told me that I’d be handling his largest account, which he followed up by stating that no one has ever handled any of his accounts for him. Let alone this one.
Time wears on and it wears me out, but sometimes, some days or some nights, things come back to me in good ways.
The thing that makes you exceptional, if you are at all, is inevitably that which must also make you lonely.
- Lorraine Hansberry (via postoutpost)
We seem to have evolved into a society of mourned and misplaced creativity. A world where people have simply surrendered to (or been beaten into submission by) the sleepwalk of work, domesticity, mortgage repayments, junk food, junk TV, junk everything, angry ex-wives, ADHD kids and the lure of eating chicken from a bucket while emailing clients at 8pm on a weekend.Well, here was a reminder I needed.
Read this. Then go look yourself in the mirror.
I have spent the last nine months of my life having absolutely no idea how to make it be the life I want. Everything I have tried has failed, and I am absolutely out of ideas.
So I bought a motorcycle and I’m crossing my fingers.
If a man felt that society took too little notice of him, I should not advise him to pay still more calls, to have a still more splendid turn-out, I should tell him to refuse all invitations, to live shut away in his room, to admit no one, and that he would then see people queuing outside his door. Or rather, I should not give him this advice. For this method of achieving social success works only in the same way as the similar method of making oneself loved, that is if one does not adopt it deliberately.
- Marcel Proust, The Prisoner, translated by Carol Clark, p. 342. (via odettecarotte)
I believe that he will not take a wife; but why then trouble this girl whom he will never marry? Why risk prompting her to refuse matches that she will come to look on with disdain? Why disturb the mind of a person whom he could so easily avoid?
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Madame de Sévigné, as quoted in Marcel Proust, The Prisoner, translated by Carol Clark, p. 336.
I feel a kinship with the Narrator’s mother and grandmother. They were Tumblr quote-bloggers before there were Tumblr quote-bloggers.
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For all the books I’ve read, the mind expanding experiences I’ve had, the self-bettering processes I’ve engaged in, you’d think I could come up with a better way to say this…but…
Karma’s a bitch.
It’s really simple. And while I wish I could relish it more, enjoy the defeats of those who have wronged me (in my perception) more, or take some solace in the way a chain of events ends when it seems to serve the interest of evening the scales of justice in regards to the choices others have made that negatively impacted me- I simply cannot, in this single case, do or find those things.
This would’ve needed to happen some time ago. Over a year ago. It needed to happen nearly immediately. Now, it is meaningless. Today, it does nothing but sadden me for the loss once close friends have now needed to endure. I mourn something for them that they may not yet be mourning themselves. Maybe they won’t, ever.
Art is a funny thing. Life is funnier still. And in the end, everyone has ended up exactly where I anticipated, doing what I expected them to do.
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