leauxnoir:

ALEXANDER WANG s/s 2014

leauxnoir:

ALEXANDER WANG s/s 2014

humansofnewyork:

"That’s the Grandmaster in the back. He doesn’t speak much English. He was number one in China back in 1980, so I knew of his name long before I met him. He’s very humble. A true gentleman fighter. He’s 68, but I’ve seen him put a spear against his neck, and use it to push a car.""So at what point can you call yourself a Grandmaster?""A Grandmaster doesn’t say he’s a Grandmaster. Other people say it for him."

humansofnewyork:

"That’s the Grandmaster in the back. He doesn’t speak much English. He was number one in China back in 1980, so I knew of his name long before I met him. He’s very humble. A true gentleman fighter. He’s 68, but I’ve seen him put a spear against his neck, and use it to push a car."
"So at what point can you call yourself a Grandmaster?"
"A Grandmaster doesn’t say he’s a Grandmaster. Other people say it for him."

kingcakemedia:

Even the Print Version of Haruki Murakami’s New Book Will Have an Interactive Cover

kingcakemedia:

Even the Print Version of Haruki Murakami’s New Book Will Have an Interactive Cover

humansofnewyork:

"At the end of my senior year, I took some advanced level entry exams from Cambridge University. They are very difficult and very important. When the exam scores came in, my friend called me and told me that the principal was looking for me. My father was sitting next to me. He saw my face and asked me what was wrong. ‘I think I did very poorly,’ I told him. ‘Because the principal is looking for me.’ He told me that he would come to her office with me to support me. When we got there, there was a huge line of students waiting to get their scores, but the principal called me in. She told me I was one of three students in the school to get all A’s. My father was so nervous when I came out, and when I told him, he hugged me so hard that I could tell he was trying not to cry. He was so happy, he took all the money out of his wallet, handed it to the security guard, and told him to pass it out to everyone in line. It was the happiest moment of my life."

humansofnewyork:

"At the end of my senior year, I took some advanced level entry exams from Cambridge University. They are very difficult and very important. When the exam scores came in, my friend called me and told me that the principal was looking for me. My father was sitting next to me. He saw my face and asked me what was wrong. ‘I think I did very poorly,’ I told him. ‘Because the principal is looking for me.’ He told me that he would come to her office with me to support me. When we got there, there was a huge line of students waiting to get their scores, but the principal called me in. She told me I was one of three students in the school to get all A’s. My father was so nervous when I came out, and when I told him, he hugged me so hard that I could tell he was trying not to cry. He was so happy, he took all the money out of his wallet, handed it to the security guard, and told him to pass it out to everyone in line. It was the happiest moment of my life."

humansofnewyork:

"I’ve been a deep believer my whole life. 18 years as a Southern Baptist. More than 40 years as a mainline Protestant. I’m an ordained pastor. But it’s just stopped making sense to me. You see people doing terrible things in the name of religion, and you think: ‘Those people believe just as strongly as I do. They’re just as convinced as I am.’ And it just doesn’t make sense anymore. It doesn’t make sense to believe in a God that dabbles in people’s lives. If a plane crashes, and one person survives, everyone thanks God. They say: ‘God had a purpose for that person. God saved her for a reason!’ Do we not realize how cruel that is? Do we not realize how cruel it is to say that if God had a purpose for that person, he also had a purpose in killing everyone else on that plane? And a purpose in starving millions of children? A purpose in slavery and genocide? For every time you say that there’s a purpose behind one person’s success, you invalidate billions of people. You say there is a purpose to their suffering. And that’s just cruel."

Basically

humansofnewyork:

"I’ve been a deep believer my whole life. 18 years as a Southern Baptist. More than 40 years as a mainline Protestant. I’m an ordained pastor. But it’s just stopped making sense to me. You see people doing terrible things in the name of religion, and you think: ‘Those people believe just as strongly as I do. They’re just as convinced as I am.’ And it just doesn’t make sense anymore. It doesn’t make sense to believe in a God that dabbles in people’s lives. If a plane crashes, and one person survives, everyone thanks God. They say: ‘God had a purpose for that person. God saved her for a reason!’ Do we not realize how cruel that is? Do we not realize how cruel it is to say that if God had a purpose for that person, he also had a purpose in killing everyone else on that plane? And a purpose in starving millions of children? A purpose in slavery and genocide? For every time you say that there’s a purpose behind one person’s success, you invalidate billions of people. You say there is a purpose to their suffering. And that’s just cruel."

Basically

buzzfeed:

Leftover pizza will never be the same

paavosiljamaki:

Still can’t quite believe this was real… The Seoul Olympic Stadium going off last friday…

paavosiljamaki:

Still can’t quite believe this was real… The Seoul Olympic Stadium going off last friday…

humansofnewyork:

"Studying the brain is like working in a toy store. Nothing could be more fucking fun.""What do you think is the greatest weakness of the brain?""That’s a lousy question! I’m not answering it.""Why is it a lousy question?""What do you want me to say? Road rage? That we get pissed and shoot people? That the newest parts of our brain should have been in the oven a little longer? How’s that going to help you? If you ask a crappy question, you’ll never get a decent answer. You need to ask smaller questions— questions that give you a pathway to finding some pertinent information. The major advances in brain science don’t come from asking crappy questions like ‘What is Consciouness?’ They come from microanalysis. They come from discovering pertinent information at the cellular level."

Real

humansofnewyork:

"Studying the brain is like working in a toy store. Nothing could be more fucking fun."
"What do you think is the greatest weakness of the brain?"
"That’s a lousy question! I’m not answering it."
"Why is it a lousy question?"
"What do you want me to say? Road rage? That we get pissed and shoot people? That the newest parts of our brain should have been in the oven a little longer? How’s that going to help you? If you ask a crappy question, you’ll never get a decent answer. You need to ask smaller questions— questions that give you a pathway to finding some pertinent information. The major advances in brain science don’t come from asking crappy questions like ‘What is Consciouness?’ They come from microanalysis. They come from discovering pertinent information at the cellular level."

Real

humansofnewyork:

"I’m a neuroscience researcher.""If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?""Listen to your inner voice.""You’re a scientist. Isn’t ‘inner voice’ a spiritual term?""Bullshit! You’ll hear scientists talking about following their inner voice as much as you’d hear a musician or a priest.""So how do you know which of your thoughts are your true inner voice?""All of them are! The question is— how much weight do you give them? How much authority do you give your own thoughts? Are you taking them seriously? Or are you sitting in front of the damn tube letting other people tell you what to think?"

humansofnewyork:

"I’m a neuroscience researcher."
"If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?"
"Listen to your inner voice."
"You’re a scientist. Isn’t ‘inner voice’ a spiritual term?"
"Bullshit! You’ll hear scientists talking about following their inner voice as much as you’d hear a musician or a priest."
"So how do you know which of your thoughts are your true inner voice?"
"All of them are! The question is— how much weight do you give them? How much authority do you give your own thoughts? Are you taking them seriously? Or are you sitting in front of the damn tube letting other people tell you what to think?"

Rough sex is the manifestation of romance. You trust someone so much that you let them do whatever they want with one thing that is yours.
(via j-uju)