Behind the Bars, No World: The Architecture of Destiny in Rilke and Kafka
I just thought of this wonderful aphorism by Franz Kafka: "Es wäre denkbar, daß Alexander der Große trotz der kriegerischen Erfolge seiner Jugend, trotz des ausgezeichneten Heeres, das er ausgebildet hatte, trotz der auf Veränderung der Welt gerichteten Kräfte, die er in sich fühlte, am Hellespont stehen geblieben und
I noticed a lot of people are reflecting at the end of the year on life and living, and how to move forward. It reminds me of a quote from the Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison. This comes at the end of the book, after a riot in Harlem, where
The song “Sports car” by Tate McRae drew me in when I first heard it. The catchy beat and rhythm, the sexual lyrics, and the seductive tone all formed a perfect storm of “stuck in your head”-ness for me, for lack of a better term.
“What is philosophy, or the love of wisdom?” I would ask you: What is questioning? And more importantly, why should we even care?