‘“While I’m thinking: here I lie in a haystack… The infinitesimal place I take up is so tiny compared to the rest of space where I’m not, and which has nothing to do with me; and the portion of time given me to live is so negligible next to the eternity in which I haven’t existed and won’t—while in this atom, this decimal point, the blood courses, the brain works, and wants something also… What an outrage! What nonsense!”’ 

—Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons

babeimgonnaleaveu:

People who think bassists and drummers are not important cannot be trusted

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