Prologue_Words are comfort

When you need encouragement
Desperation | Thirst | Sea of ​​Emotions | Winter Tree | Humility | Experience | Opportunity | Empathy | Symbiosis | Past | Suffering is Life | Boredom | Longing | Proverbs | Prayer | Memory | Opportunity | Paradox of Tension | Path | The Constancy of Constancy

n When you want to get close to me
Me | The Value of Effort | Tears and Dew

D When you want to start again
Again | Disconnection | Good Words for You | Reading | Money | Power

When you need a daily commitment
A Word | The Forgetting Machine and the Cooling Machine | Immersion | From the Bottom Up

When the wind blows and it shakes
Direction | Change | Essence | Spark | Imperfection | Secrets Everyone Should Have | Roots

When I think about the value of life
Love | Thoughts | Imagination | Birthday | Goodwill | Choice and Focus | Success and Failure | Reflection | Teacher and Student | Habit | Meal | Belief

When you want to overcome pain
Hello | Intertwined | Leisure | Reason for Travel | Umbrella | Eureka | Fashion | Music | Question | Meaning | Will | Blanket | Planet Human | Patience | Desire for Recognition

When you need confidence in yourself
Self | Nature and Contemplation | Freedom | Rainy Season | Appropriate Distance | Moderation | Jeong | Organization | Existence | Respect | Subject | Preparation | Wisdom

ch when you first start
Delight | Recharge | Friend | Intimacy | Praise

ㅍ When the waves crash
judgment

Haha when I look back on the day
One day | Together | Happiness | Reality | In sync | Alone | Regret

Epilogue: The limits of language are the limits of my world.

“Why do we try so hard to understand the sorrow of others,
“Didn’t you make an effort to understand me?”

On days when even people can't comfort me,
On days when I don't even know why I'm depressed,
The story in my heart that I need to listen to!

There are days when I feel depressed and gloomy for no reason.
There was nothing particularly difficult or tiring, but I kept feeling depressed and couldn't understand myself, so I felt like I was becoming unfamiliar.
On days like that, even the comfort and encouragement from a friend, lover, or someone else just rings hollow in my ears.
“I don’t even know my own heart.” If this sentence, which everyone has experienced at least once, comes to mind, it may be a sign that it is time to listen to my heart.


“Every time I felt sad, I just pushed myself harder, but I didn’t try to figure out what was really in my heart.
I fell into deep thought for a while to reflect.
And at the end of that abyss, I found words that could express my feelings.
As I wrote each word, I soon accumulated over 90 words, and through this process, I gained 'true comfort' rather than 'empty consolation' that becomes empty over time." (_Prologue: Words are Comfort)

The author of this book, Tuego, who gives ‘comfort’ to 200,000 subscribers every day through Facebook, Instagram, etc., says, “What those people need is understanding of myself.”
So, this book continues the story of 'me' and 'mind' by collecting about 90 words that touch the origin of our hearts.
After spending time contemplating with this book, which is not simply filled with warm words or sentences, but rather contains the author's intense thoughts and humanistic perspective, you will experience becoming the subject of your own comfort and becoming intimate with yourself.
That's the moment when you meet your heart.


A word-of-mouth bestseller loved by 200,000 subscribers
Tuego's first humanities essay!

One day, when I heard a sad sound in my heart,
90 life words in my heart that I need to open!

The author's first book, "Becoming Dull," was published in 2018 and became a bestseller through word of mouth alone, without any special promotion.
After receiving constant love from readers for his essays for adults living difficult but enduring lives, "When I Get Used to It" and "I Cried Sometimes Even As an Adult," Tuego has published his "First Humanities Essay."
This book is filled with philosophical messages drawn from various fields, including philosophy, humanities, classics, and psychology, as well as Tuego's unique outlook on life.


“Philosopher Martin Heidegger said, ‘Language is the house of being.’
“Language goes beyond its social function of communication to enable humans to think.”

“Thoughts are made up of language.
The language contained within it is made up of 'words', the smallest unit of speech.
In other words, the effort to understand the inner self is like interpreting each word, which can be seen as the origin of the mind.” (_Epilogue: Among the limitations of language are the limitations of my world)

The greatest goal of humanities is to understand ‘humanity.’
In that respect, understanding of myself, the closest 'human', must come first.
No wonder Socrates famously said, "Know thyself." Furthermore, all the thinking that follows is expressed through "language."
This book attempts to divide the units of the mind through 'words', the smallest units of language, and to interpret their 'origins (words)' one by one.
In other words, the 90 or so words in the table of contents signify the origin of my heart.
And readers can look at the table of contents organized in dictionary format and select words and sentences that interest them at the time and read them according to the situation.


“Expressing your feelings in words is the deepest form of empathy and comfort!”_Tuego

As you listen to the stories of the lives of people who were active in various times and places throughout history, from Lincoln, Socrates, Freud, Nietzsche, Pushkin, and Don Quixote, through the 90 or so origins (words) contained in this book, you will feel your heart, which had felt clogged, becoming lighter and your perspective slightly clearer.
In other words, this book is a 'mind dictionary' about the origins of my mind, and at the same time, it is an essay that collects motivational quotes that serve as a driving force in our lives.


But at the end of the book, the author says this:
However, because everyone's lived environment and lifestyle are different, the best advisor is none other than your own 'heart'.