No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
It is when we try to grapple with another man’s intimate need that we perceive how incomprehensible, wavering, and misty are the beings that share with us the sight of the stars and the warmth of the sun.
It is as if loneliness were a hard and absolute condition of existence; the envelope of flesh and blood on which our eyes are fixed melts before the outstretched hand, and there remains only the capricious, unconsolable, and elusive spirit that no eye can follow, no hand can grasp.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Too many young women I think are harder on themselves than circumstances warrant. They are too often selling themselves short. They too often take criticism personally instead of seriously. You should take criticism seriously because you might learn something, but you can’t let it crush you. You have to be resilient enough to keep moving forward, whatever the personal setbacks and even insults that come your way might be. That takes a sense of humor about yourself and others. Believe me, this is hard-won advice I’m putting forth. It’s not like you wake up and understand this. It’s a process.
Second last episode of Spaced… and we learn that “Dave” (his character name is Dave and he’s a prick! Hello, David Brent!) caused all this drama in the first place! We wouldn’t have had the shenanigans without him, so he’s so important, but he also caused all the drama!
Found this while checking on my BMI. I’ve lost over 10kg since New York. Didn’t realize it was that much — it’s a lot to me anyway. This photos was linked to an inappropriate weight loss site, but without any credits… but I love it. MARSHMALLOW SADNESS hahaha <3
As I've gotten older, my self-defenses have gotten stronger. But sometimes, late at night, when I'm tired, or when I've had too much to drink, or when I come home alone after observing people pairing up at bars... the loneliness catches me off-guard; it gnaws at me, nips at my heels- and what would normally be a minor annoyance hurts just as raw as it did when I was an angsty teenager.