To Do? I Don’t Want To Do Anything. I Want To Be Everything.

Since I wasn’t consulted at the time of the creation of the world, I reserve for myself the right to have my own opinion about it.

(Fyodor Dostoevsky)

“Some things are holy enough that they deserve to only be done well.”

— Jared Singer, “Why I Will Never Learn to Play the Cello”

“Once, a white girl was kidnapped & that’s the Trojan war. Later, up the block, Troy got shot & that was Tuesday. Are we not worthy of a city of ash?”

— Danez Smith, “Not An Elegy for Mike Brown”

“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”

— David Foster Wallace

“The sad truth is that the truth is sad.”

— Lemony Snicket // The Carnivorous Carnival

Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Joseph A. Sweetser, wr. c. Summer 1858

How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?

Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago (via the-book-diaries)

— Charles Bukowski, an excerpt from Love Is a Dog from Hell (via lunamonchtuna)

“Consciousness is a message scribbled in the dark.”

— Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire (via the-book-diaries)