January 2012
“Everything around me is evaporating. My whole life, my memories, my imagination...”
– Fernando Pessoa (via misswallflower)
“Be silent with me, as all bells are silent.”
– “Psalm”, Ingeborg Bachmann (translated by Peter Filkins)
“We are living on this planet as if we had another one to go to.”
– Terri Swearingen (via amor-omnibus)
celticvenus:
Je veux juste me retrouver.
semperaugustus:
There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
-T.S. Eliot, from The Waste Land
“Slut” is how we vilify a woman for exercising her right to say “yes”....”
– (via thechocolatebrigade)
“I left the library. Crossing the street, I was hit head-on by a brutal...”
– Nicole Krauss, from The History of Love (via growing-orbits)
“Rule one of reading other people’s stories is that whenever you say ‘well that’s...”
– Neil Gaiman (via writingquotes)
“They all looked at the lady. But she looked over their heads, looking at...”
– Virginia Woolf, Between The Acts. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
“Some of the cities were outside of me and others were inside.”
– Vanessa Veselka, Zazen (via proustitute)