Posts tagged nausea
for the most banal even to become an adventure, you must (and this is enough) begin to recount it. this is what fools people: a man is always a teller of tales, he lives surrounded by his stories and the stories of others, he sees everything that happened to him through them; and he tries to live his own life as if he were telling a story.
(via welldressedfortheapocalypse)
people. You must love people. Men are admirable. I want to vomit — and suddenly, there it is: the Nausea.
they thought that I was like them, that I was a man, and I deceived them. I suddenly lost the appearance of a man and they saw a crab running backwards out of this human room.
(via nicoleee)
there was no music then, I was morose and calm. All the things around me were made of the same material as I, a sort of messy suffering. The world was so ugly, outside of me, … the very existence of the world so ugly that I felt comfortable, at home.
