Attachments are of great seriousness. Choose your attachments carefully. Choose your temple of fanaticism with great care. What you wish to sing of as tragic love is an attachment not carefully chosen. Die for one person? This is a craziness. Persons change, leave, die, become ill. They leave, lie, go mad, have sickness, betray you, die. Your nation outlives you. A cause outlives you.
David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest pg. 108 (via matthallock)

Glory, glory, gloria
There is no dying without glory
Glory, glory, gloria
To life, the land and to the battle!

                                                — Kunnia, Korpiklaani

This song was stuck in my head today! :)


kurr-oo:

「時代が俺を導く限り——無敵さあああああ！！！！」  STAR影法師   ||  ✡


(Source: goesinmybutt)