― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

“Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and they will come forth, later, in uglier ways.”

— Sigmund Freud

the urge to ignore your assigned summer readings in favour of starting yet another Dostoevsky book that will ruin your life

It's a pale, silent day: I would like to be walking in a wood, far away.

Katherine Mansfield in a diary entry dated 21 October 1918

starting to think the amount of sleep you get has an impact on how much energy you have the next day. i’ll investigate more and get back to you

الفلاسفة والحب - من سقراط إلى سيمون دي بوفوار

Manhattan is a Lenape Word, Natalie Diaz | Winter Without You, Sarah Kay 

[ Text ID: It is December and we must be brave. / It is December and nobody asked if I was ready. ] 

I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.

Walt Whitman, from Song of Myself, 1856

there is something 2 be said about how rodya killed the pawnbroker with the blunt end of the axe. Like hes so extremely repressed that even in that single moment of energy and animalistic violence he was still 'holding back' by not using the sharp blade.

It would have made it more real to him, if he used the sharp end. Thats what mass murderers and slaughterers do, and hes not one of them, hes different.