I want Vanessa’s hurrr. For cereal.
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Most dope.
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"If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot paint,” then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced."
— Vincent Van Gogh (via julie911)
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"Deprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad."
— Dostoevsky (via claerwen)
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"We can never know what we want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.
Was it better to be with Tereza or to remain alone?
There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is a sketch. No, “sketch” is not quite the word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture.
Einmal ist keinmal, says Tomas to himself. What happens but once, says the German adage, might as well not have happened at all. If we only one life to live, we might as well not have lived at all."
Was it better to be with Tereza or to remain alone?
There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is a sketch. No, “sketch” is not quite the word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture.
Einmal ist keinmal, says Tomas to himself. What happens but once, says the German adage, might as well not have happened at all. If we only one life to live, we might as well not have lived at all."
— Milan Kundera- The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Literally me the other day at home. I’m as ridiculous as Homer.
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