January 2012
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July 2011
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You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place, I told him, like...
– Azar Nafisi (Reading Lolita in Tehran)
June 2011
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I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was...
– Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via dondante)
March 2011
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August 2010
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July 2010
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Also I had such shame about being the way I was. Because I was sent to therapy,...
– Fiona Apple / Keyboard / November 1997 (via beautyandthebeast)
You have a right to experiment with your life. You will make mistakes. And they...
– Anaïs Nin (via kendalllouise)
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Vampire Sestina | Neil Gaiman
I wait here at the boundaries of dream, all shadow-wrapped. The dark air tastes of night, so cold and crisp, and I wait for my love. The moon has bleached the color from her stone. She’ll come, and then we’ll stalk this pretty world alive to darkness and the tang of blood. It is a lonely game, the quest for blood, but still, a body’s got the right to dream and I’d not give...
I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my...
– Jack Kerouac (via declasse)
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love...
– Charles Bukowski (via nathanielstuart)
I must tell you that I was always afraid of the fury with which I loved you. It...
– Henry Rollins (via canineteeth)
June 2010
12 posts
CONCERNING THE ATOMS OF THE SOUL | John... →
Someone explained once how the pieces of what we are fall downwards at the same rate as the Universe. The atoms of us, falling towards the centre of whatever everything is. And we don’t see it. We only sense their slight drag in the lifting hand. That’s what weight is, that communal process of…
When you need me most.
alotlikelove:
I stop the car. You open the door, get in. Small talk I don’t care for.
“I’m so sorry” You say.
I look at you. I don’t forgive you.
But I kiss you. Because it is better to let you back in, than to live without you.
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A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses his feelings through words. This...
– E.E Cummings (via maisaraa)
May 2010
2 posts
Great paintings shouldn’t be in museums. Have you ever been in a museum? Museums...
– Bob Dylan (via dondante)
April 2010
8 posts
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I’ve had the wind knocked out of me, but never the hurricane.
– Jeffrey McDaniel (via jennifurmarie)
on my agenda for april 16th:
new orleans bingo show
Beginning in humble circumstances playing to the rear end of a fried chicken shack, traveling the far reaches of the world from the U.S. to the Continent to the corners of the Far East and landing right back where they started in the storied and seedy streets of the French Quarter, the New Orleans Bingo! Show remains a curious spectacle, a thrilling phenomenon and one of...