"Man is not only that which he conceives himself to be, but that which he wills himself to be, and since he conceives of himself only after he exists, just as he wills himself to be after being thrown into existence, man is nothing other than what he makes of himself. This is the first principle of existentialism."

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Existentialism is a Humanism  (via verbose-silence)

"My thought is me: that’s why I can’t stop. I exist because I think…and I can’t stop myself from thinking. At this very moment — it’s frightful — if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing. I am the one who pulls myself from the nothingness to which I aspire: the hatred, the disgust of existing, there are as many ways to make myself exist, to thrust myself into existence."

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via sisyphean-revolt)


Ben Giles

And my dickhead neighbour is home with his shit music. If you can even call it music.

The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you on Facebook first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.

(Source: toxiccunts, via whatthefawkes)

lookattheprettythings:

The kiss of death.

This astonishing sculpture forms part of Barcelona’s Poblenou Cemetery.  The Kiss of Death (El Petó de la Mort in Catalan and El beso de la muerte in Spanish) dates back to 1930. A winged skeleton bestows a kiss on the lips of a handsome young man: is it ecstasy on his face or resignation? Little wonder the sculpture elicits strong and varying responses from whoever gazes upon it.

(via breathingheart)

"Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren’t. I’m not surprised some people prefer books."

— Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot (via prettybooks)

(via psychologicalmumbojumbo)

"Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions."

— Susan Cain, Quiet (via framesjanco)

(Source: accountedfor, via mad-man-with-a-scarf)

undeadlife:

“I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.”

(Source: herarbitrarymusings, via admiralzacpower)

"When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside."

— Rumi (via doworkstayclassy)

(Source: dailystendhalnitesaudade, via admiralzacpower)