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…but they haven’t watched me – they know nothing of what I know, don’t even scent it, they go their sweet strolling way, their hearts are full of different desires from mine: they seek different air, different nourishment, different comfort. They look upwards, I look outwards – we never see the same thing. Dealing with them irks me. They may love cleanliness as far as their body is concerned, but their mind is unwashed, their ‘consequently’ smells tainted to me, they are indignant where I feel the rise of cheerful curiosity, they haven’t cleaned out their ears when I am ready to sing my song.

Friedrich Nietzsche, from Writing From The Late Notebooks (via violentwavesofemotion)

Many of you are against hunting, and I respect that.

I am against hunting for sport. When I lived in the South, the only time we’d have meat were the weekends we’d go hunting. We killed and cooked what we found, and used as much of the animal as possible in various ways. It was a skill that my father, a marksman, thought was valuable for myself and my brothers.

I’m vegan now, and have been for years. But I’ve always held onto the belief that cooking what you find, capture, kill, or grow, is the best way to have appreciation for the food that nourishes your body. So many of us have no connection to how our food is cooked or prepared, and it desensitizes us to issues that concern our planet and the species that inhabit it.

Many people have blanket disdain for hunting. I can understand that. Big game hunting in Africa or Asia, or even in the US is a disgusting display of power by weak-minded people who hide behind high-powered guns, massive advancements in technology, and their small army of poachers. And let’s not leave out whale and dolphin hunting either, which are hunted to extinction because of the purported effects the meat has.

But hunting for food is different. It’s a spiritual experience when you trade an animal’s life for the sustenance it gives you. The only way you appreciate meat is when you’re the one who has to capture and kill it, skin it, quarter it, and then cook it. And few people can say they’ve done that. Fewer people can say they take that responsibility seriously.

Let’s keep in mind that hunting should be out of necessity, and not for sport.

Nothing better than a feast with friends.

Sometimes all you need is a drink and a smoke.

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The mathematician’s patterns, like the painter’s or the poet’s must be beautiful; the ideas like the colours or the words, must fit together in a harmonious way. Beauty is the first test: there is no permanent place in the world for ugly mathematics.”

G. H. Hardy, A Mathematician’s Apology (via irisum)

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eunoia

(noun) Derivative from the ancient Greek word eúnoia ( εὔνοια), eunoia literally translates to beautiful thinking. It also connotes the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill. (via wordsnquotes)

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Most people, in fact, will not take the trouble in finding out the truth, but are much more inclined to accept the first story they hear.

Thucydides, The History of the Peloponnesian War (via fuckyeahwritersquotesandwisdom)

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I am dim and unknown; a phantom, sometimes seen, often not. Life is a dream, surely.

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via mirroir)

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