May 2012
4 posts
April 2012
6 posts
“April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing...”
– T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via princessnymeria)
“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”
March 2012
1 post
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you...
January 2012
13 posts
December 2011
3 posts
“Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together,but do so with all your heart.”
Marcus Aurelius
“What if a demon were to creep after you one night, in your loneliest loneliness,...”
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via highwayaisle, fuckyeahexistentialism) (via daysindoors)
November 2011
9 posts
observando:
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
-Mark Twain
October 2011
11 posts
August 2011
38 posts
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