Existential Crisis


The Stranger
The Bell Jar
The Metamorphosis
The Midnight Library (The Midnight World, #1)
My Year of Rest and Relaxation
No Longer Human
I Who Have Never Known Men
Normal People
The Death of Ivan Ilych
Notes from Underground
The Myth of Sisyphus
Man's Search for Meaning
Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead
1984
Babel
José Saramago
do nada, sim, viemos, foi pelo não ser que começámos, e mortos, quando o estivermos, seremos dispersos, sem consciência, mas existindo.
José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis

Victoria Schwab
I don’t know who I am, and who I’m not, I don’t know who I’m supposed to be, and I miss who I was; I miss it every day, Kate, but there’s no place for that August anymore. No place for the version of me who wanted to go to school, and have a life, and feel human, because this world doesn’t need that August. It needs someone else.
Victoria Schwab, Our Dark Duet

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