February 2012
24 posts
One Percent Education
The emphasis on personal achievement has done more than turn the admissions process into a race to rack up résumé points; more important, to the extent that elite colleges set the pace, it is turning the educational culture into one that stresses individual perfection instead of one that stresses social improvement. Because graduate schools and the best jobs often require extraordinary...
Pain breeds strength. Trust your struggle.
Love is Easy. Relationships are Hard.
by Kelly Zen-Yie Tsai
If the timing is right. If the communication is clear. If the desires are the same. If the geography can be condensed. If the eating habits are compatible. If the sleep schedule can be arranged. If the friends are not trifling. If the exes are not crazy. If the toilet bowl stays scrubbed. If the taxes are paid. If the credit isn’t shot. If the papers are legit. If the...
Envelop me in the warmth of your folds and cover up my sins with your arms. Every high I chase, it’s so I can be reminded for a small second of what this, this, feels like.
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The art of living contently with others consists of avoiding what we really want to say. The disconnect between language and communication makes for a beautifully static painting. Like the ones you see hung up in an empty museum. The ones you look at, but are forbidden to touch.
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I truly believe that the moment we stop being skeptics about love, that is when we allow ourselves to love completely and wholly. I never realized when the start of these moments occurred, we just kept going until one day, I realized that my life had become so intertwined with his, that it was hard to go through the day without associating some part of it that related to him. It’s kind of...
January 2012
30 posts
Man’s modern consciousness is his prison. It is the perpetual trappings between the anxiousness and the restlessness that dominate his thoughts in an increasingly fragmented world. He craves the solitude like a lone wolf that howls to the moon—it becomes a sigh of relief from the cold.
“Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was...”
– Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s: A Short Novel and Three Stories
“Not just beautiful, though — the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive...”
– Haruki Murakami
“The problem facing modern man now is compounded by the increasing power of...”
– Keith Haring
We are meant to wait—to always follow the endless ebbs of desire and change. To wait for the moon to shine again, to greet opportunity and success at the door again, to capture love again; despite the dark nights, the failures, and the missed chances. To wait and progress into who want to be takes courage. Waiting for the extraordinary to happen while accepting the ordinariness of life.
“I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept...”
– Travels with Charley by John Steinbeck
We die a thousand deaths each day. We’re never the same as we are in the last moment we meet someone. Each moment carries a new self. And each time we meet, we’re meeting a stranger. There’s allways the possibility for change, for newness, for a re-birth.
“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have...”
– Charles Bukowski
The spaces between the seconds where I’m finally able to stop thinking about you—that is where our love exists.
We never really get used to the loneliness. It just creeps up on us at the most inconvenient times. Always lingering, all-encompassing. It’s a losing battle—confronting the corners of our mind at the darkest of times and bringing up all the regrets we chose to ignore. We’ll never be good at it.
