January 2010
54 posts
I drown in your memory.
I must tell you that I was always afraid of the fury with which I loved you. It...
– Henry Rollins (via brokenmachine)
I’m so glad you’re here…it helps me realize how beautiful my...
– Rilke
Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are...
– RIP J. D. Salinger
There is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide...
– American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis (via nostalgicdreams) (via milktrees)(via odayaka)
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
– Jack Kerouac (The Dharma Bums) (via quote-book)
It's Ours
there is always that space there just before they get to us that space that fine relaxer the breather while say flopping on a bed thinking of nothing or say pouring a glass of water from the spigot while entranced by nothing that gentle pure space it’s worth centuries of existence say just to scratch your neck while looking out the window at a bare branch that space there before they...
If you knew what I feel then you couldn’t be so sure
– DMB
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it’s...
– Erica Jong (Submitted by: 9freak9) (via quote-book)
You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a...
– chuck palahniuck (via brokenmachine)
He walked down, for a long while avoiding looking at her as at the sun, but...
– Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via avid) (via heartwarming) (via engouement) (via centaine)
Stay is a charming word in a friend’s vocabulary.
– Louisa May Alcott (via quote-book)
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with...
– Pablo Neruda (via tylerknott) (via quote-book)
Tu silencio, es como cuchillos a mi corazón.
– Es sólo el viento (via brokenmachine)
Don’t let us forget that the causes of human actions are usually immeasurably...
– Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot (via psychotherapy) (via libraryland)
Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem...
– Ray Bradbury (via hazelweatherfield) (via xdarkling) (via suicideunderground) (via teenagedreams) (via watchasifall) (via ilusiones) (via midnightair)
dark clouds don’t fade
but drift with ever deeper colors.
– Rachel Wetzsteon
The truth is, I’ve never learned to ride a bicycle, because among other reasons,...
– Book: The Opposite of Love by Julie Buxbaum (via sometimesitstoomuch) (via libraryland)