Out-of-Context "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" Quotes to Put on Shirts:

-> "To be frank, I think that we're seeing things here that God wished to hide from man's eyes."

-> “Terrible avenger, a perfect archangel of hatred.”

-> “I declare it is easy to lead a snail's life.”

-> “I will not be eaten without protest!”

-> “The human mind enjoys impressive visions of unearthly creatures.”

-> “This precious carnivore, hunted and tracked by fishermen, is becoming extremely rare."

Under the Sun of Satan (Sous le soleil de Satan) is Georges Bernanos's first published novel, appearing in 1926 in Paris.

“We are at that one of life's hours (it strikes for every man) when truth imposes itself, by itself, with irresistible obviousness, when each of us has only to stretch forth his arms to reach at a single bound the surface of shadows, even the sunlight of God. Then is human prudence but a snare and a delusion. Sanctity!' cried out the old priest in a deep voice; 'by saying this word in your presence and for you alone, I know the hurt I inflict upon you! You are not unaware of what sanctity is: a vocation, a calling. Up to the place where God awaits you you will have to climb – climb, or be lost. Expect no human help.”

Georges Bernanos, Under the Sun of Satan

Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life

Text ID: I was no one, I had neither name nor face. Moving through August, I was: nothing.

— A Prayer, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry 

[text ID: I’m only asking for strength for my days. Teach me the art of small steps.]

Charles-Amable Lenoir (1860-1926) "À la Recherche du Temps Perdu" ("In Search of Lost Time") Oil on canvas

Albert Camus and his cat, Cigarette

Cassandre Di Angelo, from “Thus Saith The Lord: Book II."

Georges Bataille, Erotism: Death and Sensuality

It's Sunday 🐈🍃

my book collection goes hard but it would go way harder if i actually read any of them

Their name is Javert. Do not forget it, folks.

“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”

— Albert Camus

Marguerite Duras, from The Lover

Text ID: to devour and be devoured,

― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

[text ID: I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.]

Who to rent myself out to? What beast should I adore? What sacred image is being attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lie must I maintain? — What blood shall I trample?

Arthur Rimbaud, trans. by Mark Polizzotti, from A Season in Hell: “Bad Blood”