From Simone Weil’s Pre-War Notebook

Emily Dickinson, from her poem titled "1188," featured in The Emergency Poet

i literally can’t stop thinking about this video and i lose it every time

the curse is lifted! you are no a beast no more! congratulations! but you'll never forget the way they looked at you, will you.

2025

you are allowed to have a moment to think before you speak

terrifying sincerity will demand from you the kind of composure and character you are seeking

practice asking yourself questions and answer them without seeking references or resources or answers that others gave

the difference between ritual and routine is faith, and the kind of faith you need to give to your habits—what they each mean to you— is something to be curious, reflective, intentional about. you are afraid that habits will sap your life of meaning, so give them meaning of their own

Lila (divine play)

novelty & magic are rivers, not reservoirs

consumarmi ancora/perché ti amo ancora

btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.

Find Me as the Creature I Am, Emily Jungmin Yoon

What Remains, Hannah Arendt

isn't it beautiful that in Islam the focus is on the intentions because when your actions get misunderstood by people Allah will reward you for your intentions.

Robert Wood Lynn, “Bringing a Gun to Chekhov’s House”