just another human being who is constantly in wonder;
striving to cultivate and share my many curiosities. buddhist philosophy, painting with words, quantum physics. trying to save the world one piece of trash, one concious bite, one smile at a time. a child's heart and an old soul living and loving in Seattle. (satori) LOVE,MKB
Do those things, god damnit, because nothing sucks worse than a girl who reads. Do it, I say, because a life in purgatory is better than a life in hell. Do it, because a girl who reads possesses a vocabulary that can describe that amorphous discontent as a life unfulfilled—a vocabulary that parses the innate beauty of the world and makes it an accessible necessity instead of an alien wonder. A girl who reads lays claim to a vocabulary that distinguishes between the specious and soulless rhetoric of someone who cannot love her, and the inarticulate desperation of someone who loves her too much. A vocabulary, god damnit, that makes my vacuous sophistry a cheap trick.
I’ve seen this full documentary numerous times, and still find it endlessly fascinating. It’s a little funny, and entirely true when you think about it. The entire episode is on netflix, or you can watch individual clips on dsc.discovery.com.