are you living or are you just jumping from one obsession to the other to run away from yourself
Life is killing all the time and so the goddess kills herself in the sacrifice of her own animal.
pain is easy to portray, but to use your passion and pain to portray the ecstasy and joy and magnificence of our world, no one had ever done it before. perhaps no one ever will again. to my mind, that strange, wild man who roamed the fields of Provence was not only the world’s greatest artist, but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.
“So what is your answer, Lord Eddard? Give me your word that you’ll tell the queen what she wants to hear when she comes calling.” “If I did, my word would be as hollow as an empty suit of armor. My life is not so precious to me as that.” “Pity.” The eunuch stood. “And your daughter’s life, my lord? How precious is that?” A chill pierced Ned’s heart.
At first I thought you and the others were gods. And then I realized you’re just men, and I know men. You think I’m scared of death. I’ve done it a million times, and I’m fucking great at it. How many times have you died? - Maeve Millay, Westworld S01
“Something in me wants more. I can’t rest.”— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath