“The fact that millions of people share the same vices does not make these vices virtues, the fact that they share so many errors does not make the errors to be truths, and the fact that millions of people share the same form of mental pathology does not make these people sane.”

— Erich Fromm

“Doing philosophy is a conversation with oneself […] an actual revelation of the self — arousal of the real self through the ideal self. Doing philosophy is the foundation of all other revelations. The decision to do philosophy is a challenge to the real self to reflect, to awaken and to be spirit.”

— Novalis, Logological Fragments I

“Very often among a certain highly intelligent type of people, quite paradoxical ideas will establish themselves. But they have suffered so much in their lives for these ideas, and have paid so high a price for them that it becomes very painful, indeed almost impossible, for them to part with them.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The House of the Dead

Choe Namsae x Shuroop

Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women,"

Monster (モンスター) // Naoki Urasawa

— Louise Glück, from “The Untrustworthy Speaker.”

Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack Agüeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "Moments"

[Text ID: “Me, inside myself, / always waiting for something / that my mind can’t define.”]

I dream but the night is still far, feel drained no matter how much I sleep

by laurenmaerie, tired thoughts

Thomas Mann, from “Death in Venice”, originally published c. 1912.

from Anthology of Armenian Poetry, ed. & tr. by Diana Der Hovanessian and Marzbed Margossian; "David of Sassoun"

[Text ID: "I do not feel part of the world."]

“It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.”

— Banana Yoshimoto, The Lake

Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack Agüeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "Pentachrome"

[Text ID: "My longings burn me"]

Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us

Hanashippanashi (はなしっぱなし) // Daisuke Igarashi

Homunculus (ホムンクルス) // Hideo Yamamoto

Virginia Woolf, in a diary entry dated 5 November 1931