This Must Be the Place

How cruel it is to judge yourself too harshly, and too closely. What is the benefit of being critical of past decisions you’ve made - even ones in which you felt you made the right decision at the time? Regret is the apple of Eden, the bit of brush covering the deep hole. Judging your decisions so harshly after the fact, and regretting them, is essentially suggesting that you have no trust in yourself to instinctively and naturally act appropriately in the moment, as if you didn’t make the most you choice in your moment - as if you could have acted much differently. Are you willing to admit that?

—A twenty year old who can’t sleep and maybe likes Nietzche too much

Man starts over again everyday, in spite of all he knows, against all he knows.

—Emil Cioran (via wordsnquotes)

(via wordsnquotes)

Ever try to walk near a boutique of candles and not smell them? Impossible.

It’s hard to ever know if the world is far better or far worse than your limited judgment of it.

The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.

—David Foster Wallace (via aerissethifer)

Pretty silent woman across the room, what is it you’re feeling, what is it you’re carrying. My god you deserve to be free.

The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.