The Seat of Deliberation

…throw roses into the abyss and say: ‘here is my thanks to the monster who didn’t succeed in swallowing me alive.’

Friedrich Nietzsche (via didyoueatallthisacid)

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Sometimes life feels like a whore who doesn’t actually put out. He gets you upstairs, shows you into the bedroom, has you take off all your clothes, and then leaves you standing there, naked in an empty room.

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Raymond Depardon - San Clemente Psychiatric Hospital (1980)

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I have found it easier to identify with the characters who verge upon hysteria, who were frightened of life, who were desperate to reach out to another person. But these seemingly fragile people are the strong people really.

Tennessee Williams
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Teardrops fell into my open suitcase, I was unbearably sad, but how I wanted to live! I was ready to embrace and pack into my short life all that was accessible to man. I wanted to talk, and read, and pound with a hammer somewhere in a big factory, and stand watch, and till the soil.

Anton Chekhov, The Story of an Unknown Man
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Don’t let my vulnerable heart share in this sacrifice to lust. Let him disgust me before pleasing me. Let him be what others have been, an instrument that I can break before becoming the echoes of its vibration.

Rachilde, Monsieur Vénus (via frenchtwist)

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Oh, if I were doing nothing only out of laziness. Lord, how I’d respect myself then.

Narrator - Notes from Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky (via literaryquotations)

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it’s all been so beastly
lovely,
this mad river,
this gouging
plundering
madness
that I would wish upon
nobody
but myself,
amen.

Hangovers, Charles Bukowski

from The Last Night of the Earth Poems (1992)

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We do not pray for immortality, but only not to see our acts and all things stripped suddenly of all their meaning; for then it is the utter emptiness of everything reveals itself.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (via fuckyeahexistentialism)

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For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.

Charles Bukowski (via thunderkat86)

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