And even when you can accept that a stranger is in the wrong and you should move on, you’re still deliberately making yourself responsible for correcting their behaviour. Sometimes the best thing to do with people who would never listen to you in the first place is to avoid them altogether. To right every wrong you come across in the world would be an impossible endeavour for any one person. You’re just one person, and you’re putting too much of the weight of the world on yourself.
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Omer B. Washington-I have learned…
I’ve learned, that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.
I’ve learned, that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.
I’ve learned,that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
I’ve learned, that no matter how good a friend is, they’re
Alain Delonun Romy Schneider için onun ölümünden sonra yazdığı mektup
“I watch you sleep. I’m with you, by your bedside. You’re wearing a long black tunic and red embroidery on the bodice. These are flowers, I think, but I do not look at them. I will say goodbye, the longest farewell, my Puppelé. That’s how I called you. It meant “little doll” in German. I do not watch the flowers, but your face and I think you’re
Notes To Myself
According to the Social Security Administration, if you take any 100 people at the start of their working careers and follow them for the next 40 years until they reach retirement age, here’s what you’ll find: only 1 will be wealthy; 4 will be financially secure; 5 will continue working, not because they want to but because they have to; 36 will
The truth is that this was a story about many different things, but most of all about idiots. Because we’re doing the best we can, we really are. We’re trying to be grown-up and love each other and understand how the hell you’re supposed to insert USB leads. We’re looking for something to cling on to, something to fight for, something to look forward to. We’re doing all we can to teach our children how to swim. We have all of this in common, yet most of us remain strangers, we never know what we do to each other, how your life is affected by mine.
Perhaps we hurried past each other in a crowd today, and neither of us noticed, and the fibers of your coat brushed against mine for a single moment and then we were gone. I don’t know who you are.
But when you get home this evening, when this day is over and the night takes us, allow yourself a deep breath. Because we made it through this day as well.
After several years of diligent, genuine research, I finally came to a conclusion: womanhood is whoredom. The art of ass-licking. You can dress it up as seduction, tart it up as glamour. It’s not exactly a sport that requires great skill. For the most part, it just means behaving like you’re inferior. Walk into a room, check to see whether there are any men present, do your best to please them. Don’t talk too loud. Don’t make categorical statements. Don’t spread your legs and get comfortable when you sit down. Don’t be peremptory. Don’t talk about money. Don’t hanker after power. Don’t seek a position of authority. Don’t strive for glory. Don’t laugh too loud. Don’t be too funny. Pleasing men is a complex art that involves erasing everything that concerns power.
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Carl Jung and the Shadow (Jack E. Othon)
(...) Have you ever said or done something really shitty, mostly on an impulse, that you later regretted? After the damage was done and the other person involved was hurt, you couldn’t bury your shame fast enough. “Why did I say that?” you might have asked yourself in frustration. It’s that “Why?” question that indicates the presence of a blind