The Gravel in Your Guts.

“Nothing is done entirely for nothing. Nothing is wasted. Take what you have learned and move on.”

– The Sandman: The Dream Hunters, Neil Gaiman (via neilgaiman)

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Of Ivan Ilych in his last days:

For three whole days, during which time did not exist for him, he struggled in that black sack into which he was being thrust by an invisible, resistless force. He struggled as a man condemned to death struggles in the hands of the executioner, knowing that he cannot save himself. And every moment he felt that despite all his efforts he was drawing nearer and nearer to what terrified him. He felt that his agony was due to his being thrust into that black hole and still more to his not being able to get right into it. He was hindered from getting into it by his conviction that his life had been a good one. That very justification of his life held him fast and prevented his moving forward, and it caused him most torment of all.

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Tolstoy, Leo. The Death of Ivan Ilych. Great Short Works of Leo Tolstoy.

“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.”

– Elie Wiesel (via -volare)

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“I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others — The only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad.”

– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
(via thenocturnals) My life, all of high school.