“For some time now the impression has been growing upon me that everyone is dead.
It happens when I speak to people. In the middle of a sentence it will come over me: yes, beyond a doubt this is death. There is little to do but groan and make an excuse and slip away as quickly as one can. At such times it seems that the conversation is spoken by automatons who have no choice in what they say. I hear myself or someone else saying things like: “In my opinion the Russian people are a great people, but—” or “Yes, what you say about the hypocrisy of the North is unquestionably true. However—” and I think to myself: this is death. Lately it is all I can do to carry on such everyday conversations, because my cheek has developed a tendency to twitch of its own accord.”
— Walker Percy
“In the United States, the advertising and public relations industry is huge. Back in the more honest days, they called it propaganda. Now the term doesn’t sound nice, so it’s not used anymore, but it’s basically a huge propaganda system which is designed very extensively for quite specific purposes. First of all, it has to undermine markets by trying to create irrational, uninformed consumers who will make irrational choices. That’s what advertising is about, the opposite of what a market is supposed to be, and anybody who turns on a television set can see that for themselves. It has to do with monopolization and product differentiation, all sorts of things, but the point is that you have to drive the population to irrational consumption, which does separate them from one another.”
Noam Chomsky (via azspot)

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There is no preparation against the emptiness that some days bring. Allow them to empty you, let them fill you with something new again.

(via nickkarnold)

“Only the hand that erases can write the true thing.”
— Meister Eckhardt (via shneevon)
“I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Basically it is nothing other than this fear we have so often talked about, but fear spread to everything, fear of the greatest as of the smallest, fear, paralyzing fear of pronouncing a word, although this fear may not only be fear but also a longing for something greater than all that is fearful.”
“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.”
— John Steinbeck
“I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then.”
—  Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass  (via larmoyante)

(via ironwavess)

“Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this moment simply is.”
— Kurt Vonnegut
“I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don’t.”
— W. Somerset Maugham (via teenager90s)

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