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Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

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Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry

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Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27

Text ID: It is true. I cannot get rid of the idea that I am alone, in a world apart, witnessing this world as if at a show. Hardness, scorn? Perhaps, but rather indifference. I am not judging. Only there are people who do not exist for me, others who do exist, that’s all.

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original writing / do not repost

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Richard Hugo, Essay on Poetic Theory: The Triggering Town

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—reasons to keep a diary/written record of existence.

credits: 1. anais nin; 2. sophocles; 3. fanny howe; 4. @pigmenting ; 5. louise erdrich; 6. tristine rainer; 7. clarice lispector; 8. sei shonagon; 9. elaine feinstein; 10. susan goldsmith wooldridge.

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when mary oliver said “so this is the world. i’m not in it. it is beautiful” and “i wanted to know, whoever i was, i was alive for a little while” and “mostly, i want to be kind” and “i want to say all my life i was a bride married to amazement” and “you only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves” and “someday we’ll live in the sky” and “i want to love this world as thought it’s the last chance I’m ever going to get to be alive” and “have you too finally figured out what beauty is for? and have you changed your life?”

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Olivia Laing, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone

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Octavio Paz, from The Dialectic of Solitude; The Labyrinth of Solitude & Other Writings (tr. by Lysander Kemp), 1950

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“I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”

— C.S. Lewis (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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mary ruefle

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Everything hurts looking back

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love hides in questions, you cannot ask a thing without giving yourself away. how was your day? (i hope it was good) when can i see you again? (i pray it's soon) do you feel safe with me? (i feel safe with you) what is your favorite color? (i wish to enrobe you in all that makes you smile)

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Jenny Slate, from Little Weirds

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A friend of mine saw me holding up one of my grandfather’s pigs so he could eat apples straight from the tree. He said, “Matthew, don’t you think that’s an awful waste of time?” I said, “Well… What’s time to a pig?”

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i needed to read this