Recently befriended a man who is objectively much less wealthy and charming than me. He says we knew each other at Princeton but I don't remember him. It's remarkable how he has begun to imitate my tastes and behaviour
if i was an able seaman in the golden era of maritime history, absolutely no way i'm joining the crew of any ship with a prophetically and poetically doomed name like the wager, the terror or the damned. catch me on the victory, the safe passage, the massive laugh
ok just put me in a magical bookshop for the rest of all of time i just want to take care of the books. i’ll read them, organize them, put some little hats on them whatever this will be my life. this is what i want. and nothing will ever—ever!!—bother me again. ever. christ
In one of my marine bio classes a teacher asked "how big is the ocean?" and one student yelled "not big enough!" and we all started chanting "expand the ocean! land is for losers!" and the professor smiled and went "yes yesssss soon not even the mountains will be beneath us"
There’s a myth that the human body replaces itself every seven years through cell death and regrowth, this is not true. In reality, the human body dies onstage in the tank every night but you don’t really want to know that. You want to be fooled.