‘Course I love you—I love you all the time—when I wake up in the morning and have to splash around and shave—I look at your picture and think about you—and that’s a pretty deadly part of a day as you know and a good test of loving any one. -Hemingway to Hadley Richardson, who was to become his first wife, December 23, 1920
(via Hemingway’s Letters | Culture | Vanity Fair
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Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship, and the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship - be it JC or Allah, bet it Yahweh or the Wiccan Mother Goddess, or the Four Noble Truths, or some inviolable set of ethical principles - is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things, if they are where you tap real meaning in life, then you will never have enough, never feel you have enough. It’s the truth. Worship your own body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly and when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally plant you. On one level, we all know this stuff already. It’s been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, epigrams, parables; the skeleton of every great story. The whole trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness.
—David Foster Wallace “This Is Water” (via we-are-vagabonds)
Begin with an individual and you find that you have created a type; begin with a type and you find that you have created — nothing.” ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
My sister and I having a quiet conversation.
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