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“Anyone else feeling trapped in life?”
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Sama[..] . Uvijek sama/ šta god da se desi.
“I’m so unwhole. I don’t know where all the pieces of me are, how to fit them together, how to make them stick. Or if I even can.”
— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces
“Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.”
— Carl Jung
Edith Head’s original sketches vs. final designs for Audrey Hepburn — in Roman Holiday (1953), Sabrina (1954), & Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
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“I am thankful for the difficult people in my life. They have shown me exactly who I don’t want to be.”
— Unknown
“Freedom is what we do with what is done to us.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre
Since we’re all going to die, it’s obvious that when and how don’t matter.
Albert Camus, The Stranger (1942)
Hello, if you don't mind recommending, what would be some of your favorite books that deal with the subject of loneliness (fiction or nonficion)? I thank you in advance - and sorry about the anon, I don't have a tumblr anymore but have always admired yours.
Ah loneliness, the winter companion, sister to solitude. While for the latter, aloneness is a comfort; for the former, it is an aching gap. This distinction is not always clear in the literature, first and foremost because individuals tend to fear solitude so very much, convinced wholeheartedly that it is a sign of defect. But taking pleasure in solitude is a tremendous feat of mental fortitude and character, realised best by Thoreau. There are of course many, many others that I’ve no doubt forgotten, but as the winter approaches (soon, soon!), settle in for the long sleep with any of the following:
Albert Camus, The Outsider
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich
Anneli Rufus, Party of One: The Loners’ Manifesto
Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
David Markson, Wittgenstein’s Mistress
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
Gary Snyder, The Practice of the Wild
Georgina Harding, The Solitude of Thomas Cave
Gretel Ehrlich, The Solitude of Open Spaces
Henry Thoreau, Walden
Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf
Janet Frame, Towards Another Summer
Jean Rhys, Good Morning, Midnight
Jonathan Franzen, How to Be Alone
Joseph Boyden, Three Day Road
Knut Hamsun, Hunger
May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
Michael Cunningham, The Hours
Olivia Laing, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone
Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
Sylvain Tesson, Consolations of the Forest
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Victor Hugo, The Last Day of a Condemned Man
Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
Open your eyes
““i think thats one of the problems with the world today, nobody knows who they are. everyone is running around looking for an identity, or trying to borrow one, only they dont know it. they actually think they know who they are and hat they are? theyre just a bunch of schleppers…who have no idea what a search for personal truth and identity really is, which would be alright if they didn’t get in your way, but they insist that they know everything and that if you dont live their way then youre not living properly and they want to take your space away…they actually want to somehow get into your space and live in it and change it or destroy it…they just cant believe that you know what you are doing and that you are happy and content with it. you see thats the problem right there. if they could see that then they wouldnt have to feel threatened and feel that they have to destroy you before you destroy them. they just cant get it through their philistine heads that you are happy where you are and dont want to have anything to do with them. my space is mine and thats enough for me.””
— Hubert Selby Jr. (Requiem for a Dream)
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