#feeble

“Sometimes I feel,” said Roland carefully, “that the best state is to be without desire. When I really look at myself—” “If you have a self—” “At my life, at the way it is—what I really want is to—to have nothing. An empty clean bed. I have this image of a clean empty bed in a clean empty room, where nothing is asked or to be asked. Some of that is to do with—my personal circumstances. But some of it’s general. I think.” “I know what you mean. No, that’s a feeble thing to say. It’s a much more powerful coincidence than that. That’s what I think about, when I’m alone. How good it would be to have nothing. How good it would be to desire nothing. And the same image. An empty bed in an empty room. White.” “White.” “Exactly the same.” “How strange.” “Maybe we’re symptomatic of whole flocks of exhausted scholars and theorists. Or maybe it’s just us.” “How funny—how very funny—that we should have come here, for this purpose, and sit here, and discover—that—about each other.” —A.S. Byatt/Possession

The way one like throws off my entire feed is so annoying. Like wat about the plethora of things i clearly consistently like in my archive?? That’s all out the window now? -___-