Looking for decent bedtime reading (Donna Tartt’s The Secret History, while a great novel, was decidedly not the best choice for that purpose), I found this thing amongst the old paperbacks on my bookshelf. This book has to be at least 20 years old. Damn —- I have a bunch of friends who weren’t even born yet when I bought this book.
The paper has not aged well. The material? So far, not bad. But there’s always that magic of reading a book you read at age 9 again at age 29 —- it suddenly explodes in hidden meanings and clever technique. It looks like a whole bunch of books from that shelf are in danger of losing their shirts soon!
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Talula
Got here via theverge.com and was charmed by the archiving idea. Strange but unique. So here I am.
Happiness Is A Mere Perspective
You know why depression exists? It is because happiness exists as well. And every negative has its corresponding positive.
In The Geography of Bliss, someone says that one should contemplate death five minutes a day to be happy.
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Why do I feel like it's always the end of the world?
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