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"So he put down his pen and reflected for a while; he mused about the mysterious threshold an adolescent must cross so as to become a man; he believed he knew the name of that threshold; its name was not love, the threshold was called “duty”. It is difficult to write poems about duty. How can this harsh word kindle the imagination? But Jaromil knew it was precisely the imagination stimulated by this word that would be new, unheard of, surprising; for he wasn’t thinking about duty in the former sense of the word, duty assigned and imposed from outside, but duty man himself creates and freely chooses, duty that is voluntary and bold and the glory of man."
Milan Kundera, Life is Elsewhere (via sherry)
Maybe like Rousseau’s Emile — how he only becomes a man once he meets Sophie and has the responsibility of being disciplined and married
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duty defined..
Kyoto #01 (via Tetsuya Blues)
— by the talented 10ch @ Flickr
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“An oasis from the a.d.d. internet world…”
from the brilliant post titled ‘What the F*ck is going on?’ by Brian..
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the kinda day i had today..
