The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
— Homer, The Iliad (via thatkindofwoman)
The only minds which seduce us are the minds that have destroyed themselves trying to give their lives a meaning.
— Emil Cioran (via jujutsu-with-zizek)
My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has nothing to do with my life.
— Hermann Hesse (via fabulousbitch69)
When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it.
— unknown (via velut-umbra)