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Hm I don't like where this is going

'Oh, Nastenka, Nastenka!' I thought to myself. 'How much you've said with that one word. Such a love, Nas-tenka, at certain moments can make the heart grow cold and make one miserable. Your hand is cold, mine is as hot as fire. How blind you are, Nastenka! ... Oh, how unbearable is the happy person at certain moments! But I couldn't be angry with you!...
Finally, my heart was overflowing.

Most importantly, reclaim your time, emotional en-ergy, and self-worth from the reductive logic of capitalism.
You are not a commodity. Your depression and anxiety are not just chemical imbalances in your brain but reasonable responses to a system that thrives on your dehumanization.

"Cultural theorist Mark Fisher has argued that the deteriorating quality of mental health in the West can be attributed to the precariousness of the capitalist economic system. Like climate change and environmental degradation, the skyrocketing incidence of depression and anxiety are the negative externalities of a system that reduces human worth to its exchange value"

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Discrimination against women in leadership has little basis in differential skill sets and more to do with social attitudes about women in power. (...)
We don't associate women with positions of authority because we've seen so few of them. And because there are so few women in positions of authority, both men and women continue to associate leadership with male bodies, a vicious cycle that is hard to break out of.

Omg I fucking love this

O médico-legista anunciou que a causa da morte fora um enfarte, mas William Stoner sempre achara que, num momento de raiva ou desespero, Sloane ordenara ao seu coração que parasse de bater, como que num derradeiro e mudo gesto de amor e desprezo por um mundo que o traíra tão profundamente que ele não o suportava.

Até agora o gajo é detestável. N sei como a aitora o vai redimir

When you’re obsessed with something for so long and finally obtain it? It feels like coming home to God. And nobody gives up their fucking spot in Heaven.


Acho bue piada à liliya de ha 3 anos que leu isto e deu 3 estrelas

I really need to like this book.... but camping without a tent under a rainstorm just because, then waking up to a snake ....?

I really want to love this but 34% and I do not feel any chemistry nor plot

In the middle of the night a woman screams and jumps out of bed, eyes filled with terror. Her startled husband watches her rush into the bathroom and open the medi-ane cabinet. She then dashes to the kitchen and inspects the inside of the refrigerator. Finally, she flings open a window and gazes out onto the street below their apart. men. She takes a deep breath and returns to bed.

If you don't give a whit about women's lives because you're a gynophobic right-wing internet troll, save your money and get back to your parents basement right now; this isn't the book for you.

To paraphrase the cultural theorist Fredric Jameson: it is easier for many of us to imagine the end of the world than it is for us to imagine the end of capitalism,

a morte, esta morte que, como já havíamos dito páginas atrás, está adstrita à espécie humana com carácter de exclusividade, não nos tira os olhos de cima nem por um minuto, a tal ponto que até mesmo aqueles que por enquanto ainda não vão morrer sentem que constantemente o seu olhar os persegue.

"Parece, contudo, que as mulheres solteiras e sem filhos são as pessoas mais felizes que por aí há. Isto não pode ser surpreendente; basta pensar numa vida em que a única carga mental que temos é a que se prende com a nossa própria pessoa e sem a deceção de ter um companheiro demasiado pateta para desempenhar bem o seu papel de parceiro."

"(...) e porque, tendo aberto os olhos para a protunda mediocridade da maioria dos homens, não resta qualquer razão verdadeira para os apreciar por defeito."

"Every society has its own idiosyncrasies. My parents told me Humans do odd, incomprehensible things all the time. They hoard resources others require to survive.
They sometimes murder members of their own groups. They destroy the very place in which they live."

I simply cannot critically review any of Ali's books. They are my favourite even if they were shit

Fix me Ali Hazelwood

It doesn't even matter that once upon a time I loved him and he loved me and my brother broke us and then Rome left and broke me

Giggling kicking my feet

"Don't admire me too much," Monty says. "I was bored last night, that's all. I'd take any excuse to beat a man senseless. You may not know this, but beneath my smile, I'm a fount of bottomless rage."

What do I want more than anything?

My brain runs through a list of obvious responses: to get B Corp Certi - fied, to make our customers happy and confident with the way they look, to be the best friend to Camila I can possibly be, to be a daughter and sister my family is proud of.

Can I get a f break