Day And Night. Painter: Frederick Judd Waugh (1841-1940).

Gün'eşim. Bir gülüyorsun,

Sen bir gülüyorsun,

Hadi diyorum Dünya bitti.

Hadi kapatıp gidelim.

"One of the things that I love about it is that it sounds so much like people trying to figure out how to say something, not always doing it, and sometimes doing it enough that the audience understands or the reader understands what you’re trying to say,” Affleck added. “You can relate to that.”

The scene — and the conversation at its heart — also don’t offer any easy answers or neat tie-ups, just like the film itself. “She doesn’t make a big speech about forgiving me and I make a big speech about how I want to be forgiven, then we move on,” Affleck said.

Moon interlude. By astrofalls.

“Sensitive people should be treasured. They love deeply and think deeply about life. They are loyal, honest and true. The simple things often mean the most to them. They don’t need to change or harden. Their purity makes them who they are.”

— Unknown

I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.

Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.

The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.

I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.

“I know where I’m going and I know the truth, and I don’t have to be what you want me to be. I’m free to be what I want.”

— Muhammad Ali

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Milena'ya Mektuplar, Franz Kafka

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Benim sevgilim hep buradadır;

Hadi uyu, tatlı bebeğim, Kar soğuk ve derinlerde olsa da, Sadece uyu canım bebeğim Rüzgarın keskin ve buz gibi sesiyle. Ah sus, tatlı bebeğim, Korkman gereken bir şey yok Sadece sus sevgili bebeğim, Çünkü aşkım her zaman burada. Ve seni kollarımda güvende tutacağım, Böylece hiçbir kötülük sana dokunamayacak, Zarar gelmeyecek. Uyan artık canım bebeğim Şimdi gece neredeyse bitti, Şimdi uyan, tatlı bebeğim, Burada seni bekleyen bir dünya var.