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
Category Archives: Self Contemplation
Let me illustrate one of Pascal’s “thoughts.” First, here it is: The weariness which is felt by us in leaving pursuits to which we are attached. A man dwells at home with pleasure; but if he sees a woman who … Continue reading
It’s amazing the things you catch yourself thinking. Like this: I was about to wash my face before bed, using a cotton ball. I go for the cotton ball bag that looks nearly empty and think, If there’s no cotton … Continue reading
I met someone just like me, to my own horror. And realized what I do not want to be anymore.
“Take all the confusion, put in a folder, place it on a shelf. Get your work done. After finals take out the folder, lay in the grass, drink an ice beverage — has to be ice — spread your hair … Continue reading