What was done to him was like what happens on the train, when you think you are moving forward, but are moving backward, and suddenly find out the real direction.
"Yes, it was all not right," he said to himself, "but never mind. I can, I can do 'right.' But what is 'right'?" he asked himself and suddenly grew still.
--from The Death of Ivan Ilyich
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moved
Today Frances remembered the name of the book I had been reading on my own in the beginning of the summer. “The Elegance of the Hedgehog” by Muriel Barbery. I can’t even ever remember the name of that book — … Continue reading
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night terrors?
In the past month I have had some strange things happen to me while I sleep. This happens to my dad: he wakes up in a panic in the middle of the night, often having a hallucination or delusion. I … Continue reading
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rest in peace
Great Grandma died. In a whirlwind of activity I have jumped coasts and attended both the wake and the funeral. Words cannot describe how it all made me feel. Why can’t these intense emotions be said? It would be some … Continue reading
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my generation
The names of this generation are funny. I think it includes those born in the late seventies to the late nineties. Generation Y Millennials Trophy generation (competitive sports, competitive colleges–but everyone gets a trophy for participation) Peter Pan Generation or … Continue reading
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non-cohesive list of images
the cats in the courtyard, and they meet at midnight. the stairway from below; it shines and glows. no one likes Heidegger at cafes. my hair caught on fire. being unaccompanied and female. having an attitude. I need to drink … Continue reading
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