We all suffer alone in the real world. True empathy’s impossible. But if a piece of fiction can alow us imaginatively to identify with a character’s pain, we might then also more easily conceive of others identifying with their own. This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside. It might just be that simple.

~ David Foster Wallace (via pavorst)

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Sky Condos by DCPP Arquitectos

Every apartment will have its own pool and outdoor terrace.

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King of the animals… that’s us. Only animals do it to procreate, not just for kicks. Diseases put the score straight, luckily.
If nobody had sex we’d be extinct.
Why should we go on reproducing?
To exist…
Exist? What for?
To live…
Live for what? If the only purpose is to live for its own sake, why bother living? Once the purpose is achieved its obvious. Life has to stop.
So what is the point of living? To reproduce all day like rabbits, or fart around having fun all day, like monkeys? That’s not much of an ideal to live for.
It’s squalid… that’s what that is.
The human race must die. It’s obvious.
Me, you, the human race, all of us must die.

~ The Disenchanted (1990)

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1/50 pictures of Emma Watson ‹✖›

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