He shouted in anger, but it was also the scream of one who sees another fall and, shocked and without thinking, screams against his own will.
He shouted in anger, but it was also the scream of one who sees another fall and, shocked and without thinking, screams against his own will.
Anarchist Kafka and the criticism of power institutions
The desire for more positive experience is itself a negative experience. And, paradoxically, the acceptance of one‘s negative experience is itself a positive experience.
For this weekend 📚
More of Russian Classics
Vronsky: I love you!
Anna: Why?
Vronsky: You can't ask Why about love!
Guess it's some progress 🙂
Sometimes we find ourselves in the middle of it, no choice whether you accept it or turn it down, you have to defend yourself, then if you are tired its bad.
Kafka puts it this way;
"He no longer had any choice whether he would accept the trial or turn it down, he was in the middle of it and had to defend himself. If he was tired, then that was bad."
The book that never ends
Morning with books 😍
moments "when you think you‘ve achieved nothing at all, when it seems that the only trials to come to a good end are those that were determined to have a good end from the start and would do so without any help, while all the others are lost despite all the running to and fro, all the effort, all
the little, apparent successes that gave such joy."
For you, a thousand times over 💕 my intro to Khaled Hosseini.
Happiness is the smell of a new book 💕
It‘s only because of their stupidity that they‘re able to be so sure of themselves.
I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.
This is how i journeyed Kurd history and Kurdistan, a fascinating journalistic travelogue. It gives a good historical insight into the tragic history of Kurdish people and their emergence into a stateless legitimate power in the Middle East.
I am. I am, I exist, I think, therefore I am; I am because I think, why do I think? I don't want to think any more, I am because I think that I don't want to be, I think that I . . . because . . . ugh!
It's like walking past a mirror you've walked past every day of your life, and suddenly it shows you something else, something troubling and strange.
When you‘ve been in the world for thirty years already and had to make your own way through everything
yourself, which has been my lot, then you become hardened to surprises and don‘t take them too hard.