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"real literature was getting boring I wanted dragons. and im gonna get them" — Aug 05, 2025 08:28AM
"real literature was getting boring I wanted dragons. and im gonna get them" — Aug 05, 2025 08:28AM
“There is no need to fear or hope, but only to look for new weapons.”
― Postscript on the Societies of Control
― Postscript on the Societies of Control
“That's money, the substance that makes the world real. There's something so corrupt and sexy about it”
― Normal People
― Normal People
“I've lived through such terrible times and there are people who live through much worse. But you see them living anyway. When they're more spirit than body, more sores than skin, when they're burned and in agony, when flies lay eggs in the corners of the eyes of their children - they live. Death usually has to take life away. I don't know if that's just the animal. I don't know if it's not braver to die, but I recognize the habit; the addiction to being alive. So we live past hope. If I can find hope anywhere, that's it, that's the best I can do. It's so much not enough. It's so inadequate. But still bless me anyway. I want more life.”
― Angels in America
― Angels in America
“Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.”
― The Road
― The Road
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