“Imaginary evil is romantic and varied; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring. Imaginary good is boring; real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating.”
— Simone Weil (via blancheparish)
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“During my insomnia I tell myself, as a kind of consolation, that these hours I am so conscious of I am wresting from nothingness, and that if I were asleep they would never have belonged to me, they would never even have existed.”
— Emil M. Cioran, from “Strangled Thoughts”
in “The New Gods” (1969)
listen. i dont know what the future holds. but it’s definitely holding a lot of books. i dont know what its holding in its other hands tho
this is both ominous and strangely comforting
“I’ve been trying to go home my whole life—”
— Chelsea Dingman, from “Psychogeography,” published in The Los Angeles Review
“There is the staircase, there is the sun. There is the kitchen, the plate with toast and strawberry jam, your subterfuge, your ordinary mirage. You stand red-handed. You want to wash yourself in earth, in rocks and grass What are you supposed to do with all this loss?”
— Margaret Atwood, from “Down,” Morning in the Burned House
(via prewars)
“It is during our insomnias that pain fulfills its mission, that it materializes, blossoms. Then pain is as limitless as the night, which it imitates.”
— Emil M. Cioran, from “Strangled Thoughts”
in “The New Gods” (1969)
when mary shelley said “not to sound like a horrible soul but i cannot afford to be around second-rate souls”
“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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