azia said what?

"People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order so they’ll have good voice boxes in case there’s ever anything really meaningful to say."

Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle (via cosmicfrothandbubbles)

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@3 weeks ago with 17 notes

"Prose is architecture, not interior decoration."

Ernest Hemingway

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@1 month ago with 1166 notes

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How did they build the pyramids? They just threw human death and suffering at them until they were finished. How did we traverse a nation with a railroad so quickly? We just threw chinese people in a cave and blew them up and didn’t give a shit what happened to them.

There’s no end to what you can do when you don’t give a fuck about particular people! You can do ANYTHING…!

That’s where human greatness comes from, it’s that we’re shitty people and we’re willing to fuck others over. Even today! How do we have this amazing microtechnology [holds up iphone]? Because in the factory where they make these they’re jumping off the roof because it’s a fucking nightmare in there.

You really have a choice. You can have candles and horses and be a little kinder to each other or let someone suffer immeasurably far away so you can leave a mean comment on youtube while you’re taking a shit.
"

Louis CK, “Oh My God” (via vaccerelli)

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@1 month ago with 64 notes

"I don’t think it’s the novelist’s job to give answers."

Angus Wilson (via theparisreview)

@2 weeks ago with 219 notes

theparisreview:

The honey, the humming of a million bees,
In the middle of Florence pining for Paris;
The whining trembling the cars and trucks hum
Crossing the metal matting of Brooklyn Bridge
When you stand below it on the Brooklyn side—
High above you, the harp, the cathedral, the hive—
In the middle of Florence. Florence in flames.
Like waking from a fever … it is evening.
Fireflies breathe in the gardens on Bellosguardo.
And then the moon steps from the cypresses and
A wave of feeling breaks, phosphorescent—
Moonlight, a wave hushing on a beach.
In the dark, a flame goes out. And then
The afterimage of a flame goes out.

—Frederick Seidel, “Flame”
Art Credit Serrah Russell

@3 weeks ago with 180 notes

"Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough."

Ernest Hemingway (via didyoueatallthisacid)

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@1 month ago with 14499 notes