No suicidal shit but this world is tiring and I wish I had no part in it
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No suicidal shit but this world is tiring and I wish I had no part in it
I've felt so many things, except like myself lately.
The Bannisters -Â Â Peter Brown Hon
British,b. 1967-
Oil on canvas
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âThe bottom line is this: You write in order to change the world, knowing perfectly well that you probably canât, but also knowing that literature is indispensable to the world. The world changes according to the way people see it, and if you alter, even by a millimeter, the way people look at reality, then you can change itâŠIf there is no moral question, there is no reason to write. Iâm an old-fashioned writer and, despite the odds, I want to change the worldâ
â James Baldwin
âDonât look away. Look straight at everything. Look it all in the eye, good and bad.â
â Henry Miller, from Dear, Dear Brenda: The Love Letters Of Henry Miller to Brenda Venus
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ââWhy do we all say we prefer honesty but rarely give that courtesy to others?â - Aziz Ansari, Modern Romance: An Investigationâ
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âOne day, I will find the right words, and they will be simple.â
â Jack Kerouac
âIt is true that I miss intelligent companionship, but there are so few with whom I can share the things that mean so much to me that I have learned to contain myself. It is enough that I am surrounded with beauty.â
â Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild