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Uriel and Michael: hi :) can we come in
Muriel, flipping through handbook: piss off! :)
Michael: WELL I NEVER
Uriel: Great Heavens
Muriel: Mr Crowley?
Crowley, cracking knuckles: are you here to buy a book?
Michael:...no?
Uriel:...yes?
Crowley (to Michael): fuck off customers only
Crowley (to Uriel): fuck off we don't sell books.
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philosophybits · 3 months
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Naive is what is or seems to be natural, individual, or classical to the point of irony, or else to the point of continuously fluctuating between self-creation and self-destruction. If it's simply instinctive, then it's childlike, childish, or silly; if it's merely intentional, then it gives rise to affectation. The beautiful, poetical, ideal naive must combine intention and instinct.
Friedrich Schlegel, Athenaeum Fragments
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liketheshygirl · 1 year
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Feeling uncertain and inexperienced
Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë​​; Howard end by E. M. Forster; Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; Persuasion by Jane Austen; Evelina by Fanny Burney; A room with a view by E. M. Forster; Mansfield Park by Jane Austen.
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oresteias-heart · 5 months
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Why does even your silence bare its teeth…?
You are a person. And that is what unnerves me the most.
You are human, you have sentiments, you are living. Yet all you spew out from your mouth is hate absolute and total animosity, 
why can you not notice that? Observe and what you might see is different than what you once thought.
I spill my rotting organs out onto a page and dart for your name through the clutter—through the blood, because all you do is tear the core out that is me with every utter, every word, every devotion, and every broken promise.
What are you looking for in this life? 
Why is that even your silence bares its teeth at the head of the lamb? Do you have no notions of reality?
—Oresteia…♡
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rchetypal · 5 months
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"Human is just a little lantern in the world of darkness, and as soon as you have a certain amount of ego consciousness, naturally you are isolated and become self-conscious­ you can't help it—and naturally you no longer possess the absolute simplicity of nature: you are no longer naive." — C.G. Jung
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hollosheart · 7 months
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the blue hour.
when the time comes
and the sun sets on what i could give you
will you lay me down in the cold earth and say a prayer for me?
i'm afraid of what comes for me when you no longer need me
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mentalfirealarm · 11 months
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“good girls: hopeful they’ll be, and long they will wait” and “i made you my temple, my mural, my sky, now i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life” and “when you are young they assume you know nothing, but i knew you” and “are we only biding time until i lose your attention, and someone else lights up the room, people love an ingénue” and “maybe i was naive, got lost in your eyes and never really had a chance” and “all i did was bleed as i tried to be the bravest soldier, fighting in only your army”
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invalid-request · 1 year
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Sorry I missed your point, I was trying to assume you weren't an asshole
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wrappedinsunlight · 14 days
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beljar · 2 years
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I have no memory for things I have learned, nor things I have read, nor things experienced or heard, neither for people nor events; I feel that I have experienced nothing, learned nothing, that I actually know less than the average schoolboy, and that what I do know is superficial, and that every second question is beyond me. I am incapable of thinking deliberately; my thoughts run into a wall. I can grasp the essence of things in isolation, but I am quite incapable of coherent, unbroken thinking. I can’t even tell a story properly; in fact, I can scarcely talk.
Franz Kafka, from Letters to Felice, 1967
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modernwritercraft · 3 months
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Contradicting character traits #1
Serial killer with a soft spot for kids
Stalker killing a murderer following their love interest into an alley
Person judging people recovering from drug or alcohol addiction while unknowingly being addicted to working out/gym or eating
Ambiverts
Naive yet smart person
Gives good advice but never uses that advice themselves
Really funny, could come up with stuff on the spot but has severe depression or anxiety
Complains about never having enough money but makes sure they have their beer and or cigarettes every paycheck
Vet that loves animals and would do anything for them but is abusive to their own kids
Criticizes someone's cooking (that can actually cook) yet praises and goes on and on about how good their own cooking is (can't actually cook, very bland with little seasoning)
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paspar4 · 5 months
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itsameameg · 1 year
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~Naivety~
Were you holding on for control? Or was it actually for us? The naive little girl in me liked to believe it was But I know because of the narcissist in you that wasn’t true It was actually for you You held on for that control Because it made you feel whole And you knew she’d do anything for you.
Were you holding on for that last shred of hope that our family could actually be whole? Or was it because the fragile woman in you believed that’s all you deserved? The naive little girl in me liked to believe you weren’t that weak But I know the hopefulness was for you You held on for the hope Because it made you feel whole Even though you knew, he wouldn’t do anything for you.
You both say you held on for us But the naive little girl in me knew it wasn’t true One of you held on for the hope While the other for control But you both held on for YOU Not us.
Well I’m not like that This naive woman won’t do that I won’t hold on for control I won’t hold on for the last shred of hope our family could be whole That won’t make me whole Because I’m no longer that naive little girl I’m not like you Or you Although, I would do anything for the both of you
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bopinion · 5 months
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Oh boy - back then...
...you couldn't decide for yourself when you wanted to watch which TV episode. And cliffhangers made sense.
...nowhere on the packaging did it say whether it contained lactose, gluten or animal protein. Or how much sugar. And there was less malnutrition.
...when trains still left on time. And also arrived on time. You could set your watch by Deutsche Bahn.
...we thought the world would be more peaceful after the fall of the Iron Curtain. We were considered hopeful. And not naive.
...the retail trade closed every day by 6.30 p.m. at the latest and often at lunchtime too. And there was no online shopping. And there was no shortage of anything.
...letters were sent. Which arrived after two or three days. And nobody was impatient.
...you were perfectly informed when you looked at the newspaper in the morning. And the TV news in the evening. And you were up to date.
...strawberries were available in June. And not in December. They tasted better too.
...people made appointments and met up. Without Google Maps and WhatsApp. And it worked.
...it was always "everything used to be better".
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insanefrigidbitch · 5 months
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there was something so naively splendid about not getting any male attention in high school, i miss it in a way
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ohheyitsaerin · 1 year
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