nagoya come on

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The moment I saw her, there were no fireworks or wedding bells; just the tinkering of cymbals and chimes- a bossa beat that mingled amongst the gentle chatter of the crowd, occasionally fraternizing with the clinking of cocktail glasses daintily held by slender, white-gloved hands.

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how to be a top student
1. acknowledge that you are a lousy student
2. try to be a better student
3. repeat

moral insanity / spectrums

This curious and lamentable loss of the higher aesthetic tastes is all the odder, as books on history, biographies, and travels (independently of any scientific facts which they may contain), and essays on all sorts of subjects interest me as much as ever they did. My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general laws out of large collections of facts, but why this should have caused the atrophy of that part of the brain alone, on which the higher tastes depend, I cannot conceive.

-Charles Darwin

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why does loneliness inspire profundity more than any other state?

I suppose when you're lonely, you're more willing to listen
or search for distractions and other occupations

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depth vs intensity / the more complex our emotions are, the more they cause us distress

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I'm amazed by the human propensity to recognise and portray complex permutations of various feelings by means of interpreting or effecting a subtle and subconscious set of muscle movements. Or just movements that are untaught and unpracticed but universally understood. Seemingly superfluous. What good are emotions anyway?

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I want a cat just so I can name it pushkin
cause I'm eccentric like that

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Phrase of the day:
America's preoccupation with freedom

mood matters