Pablo Picasso: Francoise, Lithograph 1948
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Believe me, never before had I looked at any woman with hatred at such a moment, but this once, I just stood there and for maybe three, maybe five seconds stared at her with a terrifying hatred, with the kind of hatred that is only a hair’s breadth away from the maddest, most desperate love.
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Dmitri Karamazov
The Brothers Karamazov, Feodor Dostoevsky
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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, bromides, epigrams, parables: the skeleton of every great story. The trick is keeping the truth up-front in daily consciousness. Worship power — you will feel weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to keep the fear at bay. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart — you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out.
— David Foster Wallace (via explore-blog)
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