Maggie O'Farrell, Hamnet
John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany
reblog for good luck 🌈🍀 oil on wood, 3x3 inches.
Fate: A Tadaai Unofficial fanbook Vol. 1 presented by Noirlevity
Theme:
This fanbook is a collection of the artwork I made for tadaai since 2021 until the early half of February 2024. This is not necessarily tadaai exclusive. Most, if not all the works included here are aitada shipper friendly.
Specifications:
A5, portrait, 64 pages fanbook (including cover and backcover).
Colored
Perfect bound
Laminated C2s cover. C2s papers will be used for the…
“(…) I catch myself feeling, in a way that’s as old as I am but suddenly seems unfamiliar, light. I have felt so heavy for so long. At first I felt odd- as if I shouldn’t be feeling this lightness, that familiar little catch of pleasure in the heart which is inexplicable, though a lovely passage of notes or the splendidly turned petal of a tulip has triggered it. It’s my buoyancy, part of what keeps me alive: happy, suddenly with the concomitant experience of a sonata and the motion of the shadows of leaves. I have the desire to be filled with sunlight, to soak my skin in as much of it as I can drink up (…)”
— Mark Doty, from Heaven’s Coast: A Memoir
Clarice Lispector — An Apprenticeship or The Book of Pleasures
Since I was very young, I’ve been terrified of my own potential to do evil. No vision or dream taught me. From experience, I recognized that people, like things, are fragile; that they are endlessly imbricated; that intention and effect often have no relation; that I, insofar as I knew myself, contained malice, and that other people did too, because I’d suffered theirs. At a young age, I vowed to be “unselfish,” my version of harm being equated with the primacy of the self. I’ve developed a more sophisticated morality, but that vow is deeply embedded. I do, in fact, seek to be good, despite the inevitability of failure. I don’t think this is just a hangover of childhood habit; in the Bible I have found truth as well as beauty, and in theologians like James Cone and Howard Thurman, among many others, I have found a vision of Christianity written by and for the oppressed. […] Do you see God everywhere? Now what will you do?
— Elisa Gonzalez, in “No Good Has Come: Marilynne Robinson’s testimony for the white church”
Helen Simonson, Major Pettigrew's Last Stand
The Story of Layla and Majnun, Nizami (trans. by Bruno Cassirer)
oh i don't know what young adult needs to hear this but you should google what day your 10,000th day will be & set a reminder in your calendar. it happens somewhere in your 27th year. i was really bummed when i googled my own and found out i had missed it by like 2 months.
(if you missed yours too, no worries, we both get another chance to celebrate 15,000 at 41. Unfortunately you will be 54 years old before you are 20,000 days old, at which point we will have overthrown the concept of linear time anyway)
life is very cute, and you have struggled a very long time to be here, and i love you. sometimes i think we need to invent our reasons for celebration. maybe today you are 10,345 days old. or 12,345. or 8,435. maybe u should just celebrate because it is a weekday, and those are hard days. i love u , light a candle and blow it out. i'm proud of you for staying.
You don’t need to have a reaction to everything. Learn to ignore certain things to maintain your peace and energy.
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry written c. October 1936, featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Vol. 2
Carmen Maria Machado, In the Dream House
Chase Berggrun, "Addressable Thou", pub. The Brooklyn Rail [ID'd]
They say she’s a monster. That she can peer inside you, into the very depths of your soul. That she can become those you hate. Those you fear. Those you love.