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My first Sartre book, i’m so excited.
“Ah, I know you only too well, my poor boy. You daren’t admit it but you’re afraid that she’ll put a bullet through her skin. And the creature pretends to loathe anything romantic. One really might suppose you’d never seen that skin of hers. I wouldn’t dare touch it, for fear of scratching it. A doll with skin like that isn’t going to mess it up with a revolver shot.”
Jean Paul Sartre
Sartre’s view of existentialism places an incredible amount of responsibility on every person. It rejects the helplessness and complacency people feel when confronting the ways things are. No power enslaves us so successfully as our own attitude and lack of effort. We are always in a position to resist evil, and we must, if humanity is to represent anything meaningful at all.
(via fuckyeahexistentialism)
I feel so troubled and restless. I wish I could help you, i’m trying desperately to think of how. I know you don’t like to talk about things and you think it’s lame when you say something nice. I just want you to know it sort of means a lot. I’m sorry I cried last night it wasn’t because of you it was just me over reacting about lots of different things. You probably should believe what I said though, about you. I’m sorry I don’t talk much.
Phil Elverum, you make me think too much. I admire you because of this.

“Who called these dead to dance? Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song on her baby grand? Was it the wilderness children? Was it the ghost God himself, stuttering, cheering, chatting blindly? I called you up to anoint the earth. I called you to announce sadness falling like burned skin. I called you to wish you well; to glory in self like a new monster.”