Summary
Owen Pearn (Owen Parachute)
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Sister-type to ENFP in the Myers-Briggs hegemony
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In the Emo Army
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I type as INFP
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Do you know how much thinking and feeling I’ve done? It’s terrible. And nothing’s come of it.
Andrey Platonov (Happy Moscow)
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For the third time in as many months, the man at the body shop presented my repairs with an understated flourish. “It’s just like you have a brand new car,” he said. And I thought, how many times in life do you get to start over, as if nothing had ever happened?
Magnificent Ruin
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I just, thought there would be more.
Richard Linklater (BOYHOOD)
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The artist uses the talent he has, wishing he had more talent. The talent uses the artist it has, wishing it had more artist.
Robert Brault
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I’m so far from perfect. So far, it’s been worth it.
Watsky (Cannonball feat. Stephen Stills)
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As she read on, her surroundings gradually faded, and soon there lay about her only the mists of dream; the purple, star-strown mists beyond Time, where only gods and dreamers walk.
H.P. Lovecraft (Poetry and the Gods)
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In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don’t run away from this dying. Whoever’s not killed for love is dead meat.
Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
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There is no guilt or innocence in you. All of that is past. Guilt belabors the dead and I am not the Iron Hammer. You multitude of the dead are merely people who have done certain things, and the memory of those things illuminates my path.
Leto II to His Memory-Lives After Harq al-Ada
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Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
Rainer Maria Rilke (Letters to a Young Poet)
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Would it be possible to join the gang just for the Summer?
Derrick Brown
