February 2012
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the last 6 months of my life were in many ways spent in purgatory. and for the sake of a strained metaphor, new york city is my “heaven” and (ironically) a southern baptist milieu is my soul’s punishment.
i graduated school with the intention of traveling abroad with my girlfriend, an endeavor that faced subtle yet permeating resistance from my mother. she liked the sound of...
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Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
– Samuel Beckett (via philphys)
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i like to view high school as my dark ages and college as my renaissance. so where does that leave me now?
the industrial revolution of course.
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William Blake - "The Fly"
Little Fly Thy summers play, My thoughtless hand Has brush’d away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance And drink & sing : Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength & breath : And the want Of thought is death ; Then am I A happy fly, If I live, Or if I die.
January 2012
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I must study politics and war, so that our sons may have liberty to study...
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John Adams
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will i be successful?
furthermore, what is success?
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December 2011
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it’s funny how much voluntary thought and reasoning one can undergo without any success at jettisoning an unsavory mood.
the best one can do is hope that when tomorrow morning comes, things feel “good” again.
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i labeled the computer folder where i keep all of my career related documents “the folder of JOB.”
i dunno, i thought it was funnier before writing it out
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November 2011
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my friend is an exceedingly decent human being. he haphazardly buys mcdonalds gift cards just to have on stock for when the homeless approach him
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I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion...
– Virginia Woolf (via human-voices)
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the trick with philosophy is to save it for when you’re old and have already made money
October 2011
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i had the realization last night that my parents are a living example of a hackneyed narrative archetype:
the mother who left her creative professional husband and an uncertain life of living paycheck to paycheck for the pragmatic, square doctor and financial security
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Madeline’s love troubles began when the French theory she was reading...
– Jeffrey Eugenides, on Fresh Air. (via nprfreshair)
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Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an...
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john steinbeck
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Great writers are indecent people
they live unfairly
saving the best part for...
– Charles Bukowski (via visceralstills)
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September 2011
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Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via geometricity)
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Now, now, my good man, this is not the time for making enemies.
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Voltaire’s last words (to a bedside priest urging him to renounce satan)
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the funny thing about getting an econ degree is how exuberant your teachers get belaboring the prodigal benefits globalization affords to “people like you” (you know, the burgeoning white collar). they’ll explain how the low educated manufacturing sectors get the shaft as they see their jobs outsourced to other countries with cheaper factors of production (i.e. lower wages). but...
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chasingthales:
Tell me the books you read and I’ll tell you who you are.
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There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via howfreeitis)
August 2011
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the drive (or ostensible necessity) to make money through practical career means is slowly eradicating a part of me i’d rather not see go
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Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their...
– Oscar Wilde (via philphys)
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intellectual atrophy.
it’s a scary thing
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July 2011
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i present you the modern day euthyphro dilemma:
is good music loved by pitchfork because it is good music, or is it good music because it is loved by pitchfork?
June 2011
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We have art in order not to die of the truth.
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via friendlychuckle)
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A man should know himself like the palm of his hand, know the exact number of...
– Albert Camus (via human-voices)