Rupa had made a rookie mistake: trading the self-defined life for prescriptive balance.
February 12, 2025 at 5:51 AM
Rupa had made a rookie mistake: trading the self-defined life for prescriptive balance.
When people say they don’t know why they can’t sleep, what they usually mean is they’re not ready to explore the possible reasons out loud. I had no idea why Rupa was waking up in the middle of the night, but I knew that on some level, she did.
February 12, 2025 at 5:50 AM
When people say they don’t know why they can’t sleep, what they usually mean is they’re not ready to explore the possible reasons out loud. I had no idea why Rupa was waking up in the middle of the night, but I knew that on some level, she did.
The perfectionist mindset hooks itself on the motive to perfect (as opposed to improve upon or accept) that which should be made better.
February 9, 2025 at 5:26 AM
The perfectionist mindset hooks itself on the motive to perfect (as opposed to improve upon or accept) that which should be made better.
“When an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens outside as fate.” - Carl Jung.
February 9, 2025 at 5:25 AM
“When an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens outside as fate.” - Carl Jung.
I don’t have to. I get to.
December 11, 2024 at 2:25 AM
I don’t have to. I get to.
It was his duty to confess, to suffer public shame, and to make public atonement. There was a God who called upon men to tell their sins to earth as well as to heaven. Nothing that he could do would cleanse him till he had told his own sin.
December 5, 2024 at 4:37 AM
It was his duty to confess, to suffer public shame, and to make public atonement. There was a God who called upon men to tell their sins to earth as well as to heaven. Nothing that he could do would cleanse him till he had told his own sin.
Had it been merely vanity that had made him do his one good deed? Or the desire for a new sensation, as Lord Henry had hinted, with his mocking laugh? Or that passion to act a part that sometimes makes us do things finer than we are ourselves? Or, perhaps, all these?
December 5, 2024 at 4:34 AM
Had it been merely vanity that had made him do his one good deed? Or the desire for a new sensation, as Lord Henry had hinted, with his mocking laugh? Or that passion to act a part that sometimes makes us do things finer than we are ourselves? Or, perhaps, all these?
Better for him that each sin of his life has brought its sure, swift penalty along with it. There was purification in punishment. Not “Forgive us our sins,” but “Smite us for our iniquities” should be the prayer of a man to a most just God.
December 5, 2024 at 4:25 AM
Better for him that each sin of his life has brought its sure, swift penalty along with it. There was purification in punishment. Not “Forgive us our sins,” but “Smite us for our iniquities” should be the prayer of a man to a most just God.
She knew nothing, but she had everything that he had lost.
December 5, 2024 at 4:23 AM
She knew nothing, but she had everything that he had lost.
The world has cried out against both of us, but it has always worshipped you. It always will worship you. You are the type of what the age is searching for, and what it is afraid it has found.
December 5, 2024 at 4:20 AM
The world has cried out against both of us, but it has always worshipped you. It always will worship you. You are the type of what the age is searching for, and what it is afraid it has found.
Life is not governed by will or intention. Life is a question of nerves
December 5, 2024 at 4:17 AM
Life is not governed by will or intention. Life is a question of nerves
What an exquisite life you have had! You have drunk deeply of everything. You have crushed the grapes against your palate. Nothing has been hidden from you.
December 5, 2024 at 4:16 AM
What an exquisite life you have had! You have drunk deeply of everything. You have crushed the grapes against your palate. Nothing has been hidden from you.
Crime belongs exclusively to the lower orders. I don’t blame them in the smallest degree. I should fancy that crime was to them what art is to us, simply a method of procuring extraordinary sensations.
December 4, 2024 at 4:15 AM
Crime belongs exclusively to the lower orders. I don’t blame them in the smallest degree. I should fancy that crime was to them what art is to us, simply a method of procuring extraordinary sensations.
Knowledge would be fatal. It is the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful.
December 4, 2024 at 4:03 AM
Knowledge would be fatal. It is the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful.
His own nature had revolted against the excess of anguish that has sought to maim and mar the perfection of its calm. With subtle and finely-wrought temperaments, it is has always so. Their strong passions must either bruise or bend. They either slay the man, or themselves die.
December 4, 2024 at 3:53 AM
His own nature had revolted against the excess of anguish that has sought to maim and mar the perfection of its calm. With subtle and finely-wrought temperaments, it is has always so. Their strong passions must either bruise or bend. They either slay the man, or themselves die.
Each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It merely intensifies it. We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.
December 4, 2024 at 3:43 AM
Each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It merely intensifies it. We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.
There are moments psychologist tell us, when the passion for sin, or for what the world calls sin, so dominates nature that every fibre of the body, as every cell of the brain, seems to be instinct with fearful impulses.
December 4, 2024 at 3:30 AM
There are moments psychologist tell us, when the passion for sin, or for what the world calls sin, so dominates nature that every fibre of the body, as every cell of the brain, seems to be instinct with fearful impulses.
The only pity was one has to pay so often for a single fault. One had to pay over and over again, indeed. In her dealings with man Destiny never closed her accounts.
December 4, 2024 at 3:25 AM
The only pity was one has to pay so often for a single fault. One had to pay over and over again, indeed. In her dealings with man Destiny never closed her accounts.
He knew in what strange heavens they were suffering, and what dull hells were teaching them the secret of some new joy. They were better off than he was. He was prisoner in thought.
December 4, 2024 at 3:23 AM
He knew in what strange heavens they were suffering, and what dull hells were teaching them the secret of some new joy. They were better off than he was. He was prisoner in thought.
To cure the soul by means of the senses, and the sense by means of the soul.
December 3, 2024 at 4:16 AM
To cure the soul by means of the senses, and the sense by means of the soul.
I know the age better than you do
December 3, 2024 at 4:12 AM
I know the age better than you do
Nowadays all the married men live like bachelors, and all the bachelors live like married men.
December 3, 2024 at 4:04 AM
Nowadays all the married men live like bachelors, and all the bachelors live like married men.
The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes.
December 3, 2024 at 4:02 AM
The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes.