To be loved.
To never forget your insignificance.
To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you.
To seek joy in the saddest places.
To pursue beauty to its lair.
To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple.
To respect strength, not power.
Above all, to watch.
To try and understand.
To never look away.
And, never, never, to forget.
“I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be.”—Nick Miller (via seeyouinsamsara)