Vale Robert Walser, who died on Xmas Day 1956, on one of his regular walks from the Herisau asylum, where he had spent the last 23 years of his life.

Realization: Not trying is a form of failure, and not the good kind; all bets are off the table!

There is insight that strikes like lightning and insight that builds slowly. You miss the first if you aren't fast enough and the second if you aren't slow enough.

notbryanray: Novel-quote: “Devil Child” [Here’s a passage from Ch. XI of “The Posthumous Memoirs of Brás Cubas” by Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis, translated by Gregory Rabassa:] From the age of five I’d earned the nickname of “Devil Child,”... tmblr.co/ZRCZByd8vARi8a…

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.

Knowing you could die at any moment is a great thing to think about. What are you going to do about it? Crouch more often?

The irony is, you don't learn where you're smart, you learn where you're stupid. Sadly, this means you have to linger with the stupid parts of your life and learn from them.

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The problem with shame is that it binds to things we are not proud of, and we don’t like to look at things that are bound to shame— basic inner avoidance. But some of the things that are bound to it are important for us to study if we want to free ourselves from shame.

I don't know if any poem can really stand up to virality. A poem only wants to be perceived up to a point and if you over-scrutinize it will undergo a structural collapse as revenge

I just liked “Fr. Tom Weston "Jesuits and the 12 Steps: A Practical Spirituality for Gratitude and Service"” on… vimeo.com/199827985

My dog just told me your real life is your dream life and your waking life is just some weird place you have to go to eat.

The truth is a well that can always be drawn from, but a lie is a fire that has to be both stoked and prevented from spreading out of control.

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"What is wrong? What is right? What must one love, what must one hate? What is life for, and what am I? What is life? What is death? What force controls it all?" —from Leo Tolstoy’s WAR & PEACE bryanstwitter.blogspot.com/2023/10/questi…

Chinese literary moment for your morning--> Perfection Sketches Easily for the Young electricliterature.com/young-at-the-t… via Electric Literature

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