Another way to kill time
Recently, when I got out of the elevator at my usual hour, it occurred to me that my life, whose days more and more repeat themselves down to the smallest detail, resembles that punishment in which each pupil must according to his offense write down the same meaningless (in repetition, at least) sentence ten times, a hundred times or even oftener; except that in my case the punishment is given me with only this limitation: “as many times as you can stand it.
— Franz Kafka, (via substantia-nigra)
(via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Beauty opens your eyes, intelligence opens your mind but good manners will open your heart.
— (via abdulbary)
Indeed, there is nothing more vexing, for instance, than to be rich, of respectable family, of decent appearance, of rather good education, not stupid, even kind, and at the same time to have no talent, no particularity, no oddity even, not a single idea of one’s own, to be decidedly ‘like everybody else.’
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot; p. 462, trans. Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
If you are caught in another man’s dream, you are lost.
— Giles Deleuze (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Government, Monty Python Style
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A very old photo of the Ka’aba. Subhanallah
