Info

One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.

Archive for

478The cloak of envy looks corrosive, humiliating, damaging. It seems to confirm our own failure. But underneath it hides a redemptive purpose: the opportunity to know what we want to achieve and how we want to achieve it. Don’t let it throw into despair, deny it or let it make you angry. Envy is one of your teachers.– Page read by MIKE SAMUELSEN.

477It becomes the decision of a lifetime when we are about to let go of our worldly possessions. It feels like a tragic sacrifice. We can’t stop serving our things with all our heart. We’re unable make a distinction between them and their owner, us. Let them go, you’re not a poor owner now, you can take long walks now.– Page read by ERIC RIPPIN.

472Self-contempt wrecks everything, turns people into ruins, causes decay. Unfortunately self-content is eternal, the more you try to diminish it the bigger it grows. It always comes back until it dies with you. It precedes your death actually, perhaps by only minutes, when it’s too late to go back and live your entire life without fake, self-constructed hierarchies.– Page read by DEVON GLOVER (www.thesonnetmannyc.com).

471I’m worried about forgetting. What matters are not places or moments, just how graceful you remain until time makes repugnance to people melt away. You must remember to keep great constancy in being affectionate though, otherwise your wet and decayed stockings will reveal that you were as average as every other drowned person lost in their watery graves.– Page read by PAUL FREED.

470How can you distinguish between being under water and being above water? You can’t if you’re compulsively busy. You can’t if you mitigate and desensitize the few spare moments where you find yourself with nothing to do and no one to talk to. You can’t if you feel superior to others more often than not. You can’t if you defense your crankiness. You can’t if you think the world conspires against you. You already drowned yourself.– Page read by NOAH BECKER.

469Positive feelings are a luxury these days. They’re only appropriate in certain places and at certain times, and they are mostly judged upon. You don’t see them in a crowded mall where we’re heavy-footed, shuffling, mincing along, waddling, like paunchy sculptures weighted down by rolls of numbing gloom.– Page read by YOSHIE SAKAI.