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"I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen."
W.H. Auden  (via mirroir)

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"It was possible, therefore, to commit a sin without knowing that you committed it, without wanting to commit it, and without being able to avoid it. Sin was not necessarily something that you did: it might be something that happened to you. I do not want to claim that this idea flashed into my mind as a complete novelty at this very moment, under the blows of Sambo’s cane: I must have had glimpses of it even before I left home, for my early childhood had not been altogether happy. But at any rate this was the great, abiding lesson of my boyhood: that I was in a world where it was not possible for me to be good."
Such, Such Were the Joys, George Orwell, May 1947
"The only things worth pursuing in life are beauty and fulfillment of the senses."
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"I am alone again and I want to be so; alone with the pure sky and open sea."
Friedrich Nietzsche (via mirroir)

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"One believes things because one has been conditioned to believe them. Finding bad reasons for what one believes for other bad reasons–that’s philosophy. People believe in God because they’ve been conditioned to."
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World  (via stevienewell)

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"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."
The Little Prince (via theoldludwigvan)

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"He pictures the evening he might have spent, snugly at home, fixing the food he has bought, then lying down on the couch beside the bookcase and reading himself slowly sleepy. At first glance this is an absolutely convincing and charming scene of domestic contentment. Only after a few instants does George notice the omission that makes it meaningless. What is left out of the picture is Jim, lying opposite him at the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their books yet so completely aware of each other’s presence."
Christopher Isherwood, A Single Man (1964). (via andrewstuntpilot)