March 2012
It is a luxury to be understood.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via somme)
I was not wounded in any part of my body, but I had never experienced such...
– Piscine Molitor Patel, Life of Pi, Yann Martel (via nubivagantmusings)
Books are doors that lead you into the street. With them you learn, educate...
– Arturo Perez-Reverte, La Reina del Sur (via quote-book)
you explain quite a lot by saying little…
and even more with nothing at all.
– Georgia Whots, “her last letter to ghosts”, 1923 (via lylaandblu)
My life didn’t please me, so I created my life.
– Coco Chanel (via o-beclassy)
We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to loosen and untie.
– Michael Ondaatje, The Cat’s Table (via looklikerain)
I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends...
– Jean-Paul Sartre (via lamb-boy)
topographe:
it’s like every single blossom burst open today
i’m using the new color to bring me back to life
saturate yourself in the world
It was wonderful to sit with her head on my shoulder for hours and feel as I...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald (via fleurishes)
I must write him a poem.
But will it be
big or little
brave or
careful?
...
– Sarah Clarkson, “A Start” (via atomiclanterns)
They simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the...
– Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade)