An Ideal For Living

I Hope Death Feels Like Falling Asleep Beside You.
thecadaverousportrait:

Hooded Inmate. Eastern State Penitentiary was the world’s first true “Penitentiary.” In order to encourage penitence - or true regret - in the hearts of criminals, inmates would spend their entire sentence in solitary confinement. On the rare occasion when an inmate left his cell, a hood was placed over his head to ensure his identity would remain anonymous. Ideally, no inmate would ever see the face of another inmate.

thecadaverousportrait:

Hooded Inmate. Eastern State Penitentiary was the world’s first true “Penitentiary.” In order to encourage penitence - or true regret - in the hearts of criminals, inmates would spend their entire sentence in solitary confinement. On the rare occasion when an inmate left his cell, a hood was placed over his head to ensure his identity would remain anonymous. Ideally, no inmate would ever see the face of another inmate.

(Source: easternstate.org, via crime-and-killers)

You are not an ugly person day to day. From day to day, you are a nice person. From day to day, all the people who are supposed to love you on the whole do. From day to day, as you walk down a busy street in the large and modern and prosperous city in which you work and lie, dismayed and puzzled at how alone you can feel in this crowd, how awful it is to go unnoticed, how awful it is to go unloved, even as you are surrounded by more people than you could possibly get to know in a lifetime that lasted for millennia and then out of the corner of your eye you see someone looking at you and absolute pleasure is written all over the person’s face, and then you realize that you are not as revolting a presence as you think you are. And so, ordinarily, you are a nice person, an attractive person, a person capable of drawing to yourself the affection of other people, a person at home in your own skin: a person at home in your own house, with its nice backyard, at home on your street, your church, in community activities, your job, at home with your family, your relatives, your friends - you are a whole person.

—Jamaica Kincaid, A Small Place (via feellng)

shihlun:

Writer Jorge Luis Borges with Bread Basket on His Head

shihlun:

Writer Jorge Luis Borges with Bread Basket on His Head