“My town in Colombia is very beautiful. I don’t travel because I want to leave my home. I travel because I need to know why I’m staying.”
(Source: simoncpage)
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Books aren’t all supposed to be our best friends. Sometimes they’re supposed to be that difficult friend who encourages us to do things that we don’t feel are rational or grown-up. — Kevin Smokler (via millionsmillions)
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For me, though, it’s not just, or even primarily, about sorrow. What comes across in the books, and in the music too, is love. Just as with animals, where it’s love or empathy driving the grief, so of course it is with humans.
The difference is scale. We grieve for people we’ve never met. We grieve for people who live across the globe from us. We grieve for people separated from our own lives by many decades. I’ll never forget the emotion that welled up a few summers ago as I wandered among the 2,711 concrete slabs at the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe in Berlin.
What I don’t think we can say is that the depth of our human grief differs in any dramatic way from the depth of grief felt by elephants, chimpanzees, horses or cats. Our grief is species-specific (as well as individual-specific) in its character, yes. Evolutionarily speaking, the very same can be said of any animal.
— Barbara J. King, comparing human and animal grief.Best dedication ever. (From Alif, the Unseen)
Simple, stirring cover by Boston magazine design director Brian Struble using actual running shoes worn in last week’s Boston marathon.