Ramble On

Paige. 30. Colorado. Writer/Editor.

[goddessdiary]

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves

[wovi]

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joy sullivan

[livinglifedeliberately]

“And with love one can live even without happiness. Life is good even in sorrow, it’s good to live in the world, no matter how.”

– Fyodor Dostoevsky, “Notes from Underground”

[letterful]

[shuploc]

A portrait of Adam, the Creature 🌻

[livinglifedeliberately]

Exodus 3:14 // "Rain" by Sleep Token // "Electra" by Sophocles (trans. Anne Carson) // "Infinite Baths" by Sleep Token

[deviika]

—CJ Hauser

[remanence-of-love]

[summerpoets]

— the sun is still apart of me by jennifer willough

[homoerotisch]

Søren Kierkegaard, in a letter to his niece Henriette Lund, 1847

[livinglifedeliberately]

'Do you take pride in your hurt?' Samuel asked. 'Does it make you seem large and tragic?' 'I don't know.' 'Well, think about it. Maybe you're playing a part on a great stage with only yourself as audience.'

– John Steinbeck, "East of Eden"

[livinglifedeliberately]

Some people think it's an insult to the glory of their sickness to get well. But the time poultice is no respecter of glories. Everyone gets well if he waits around.

– John Steinbeck, "East of Eden"

[livinglifedeliberately]

When a child first catches adults out—when it first walks into his grave little head that adults do not have divine intelligence, that their judgments are not always wise, their thinking true, their sentences just—his world falls into panic desolation. The gods are fallen and all safety gone. And there is one sure thing about the fall of gods: they do not fall a little; they crash and shatter or sink deeply into green muck. It is a tedious job to build them up again; they never quite shine. And the child's world is never quite whole again. It is an aching kind of growing.

— John Steinbeck, "East of Eden"

[geryone]

The Naomi Letters, Rachel Mennies

[weltenwellen]

Marya Hornbacher, Waiting

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jennifer S. Cheng, So We Must Meet Apart