June 2012
When people are ready to, they change. They never do it before then, and...
– Andy Warhol, Andy Warhol in His Own Words (via larmoyante)
May 2012
Just as a snake sheds its skin, we must shed our past over and over again.
– Buddha (via lartsurtout)
You cannot, you cannot use someone else’s fire. You can only use your own. And...
– Audre Lorde (via transformfeminism)
When I look at my life and its secret colours, I feel like bursting into tears.
– Albert Camus (via amandaonwriting)
Judge me if you want. We are all going to die someday.
I intend to deserve it.
– Joey Comeau (via wearemostaliveindreams)
Our strategy should be not only to confront empire, but to lay siege to it. To...
– Arundhati Roy
I want a trouble-maker for a lover,
Blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of...
– Rumi (via nirvikalpa)
I don’t ask you to love me always like this,
but I ask you to remember....
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via musingsinfemininity)
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Life consists in what a man is thinking of all day.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
I fell in love with your sailor mouth, and your wounded eyes.
– Tom Waits (via leif13)
Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.
– Ray Bradbury (via mianoti)
Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that’s beautiful.
– Milan Kundera (via amandaonwriting)
I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.
– Jaime Gil de Bieda (via llenalena)
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of...
– “The Uses of Sorrow,” Mary Oliver (via clavicola)
In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a...
– Don Draper (via cityyandcolour)
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I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the...
– Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald
Don’t let yourself die without knowing the wonder of fucking with love.
– Gabriel García Márquez | Memories of My Melancholy Whores (via blogut)
She thought of it like this, like the way a book can fall down behind all the...
– Leah Hager Cohen (The Grief of Others)
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping… waiting… and though unwanted… unbidden…...
– Spike from Buffy (Joss Whedon) (via sweetspin)
Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still...
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own (via helplesslyamazed)
Words, madmoiselle, are only the outer clothing of ideas.
– Agatha Christie (via amandaonwriting)
No rescue boat can save the touches I left bobbing in the wild ocean of your...
– Jeffrey McDaniel (via rarararambles)
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
– Franz Kafka (via blua)
Oh what we see when we finally stop looking.
– tylerknott (via blankpagesandinvisibleink)
No language will ever fit, no language will give light to the mysteries of my...
– Dodie Bellamy, Cunt-Ups (via relationalcosmetics)
Children are not deceived by fairy-tales; they are often and gravely deceived by...
– C. S. Lewis on fantasy vs. fact, a timeless and timely reminder of the role of critical thinking in making sense of the stories we’re told. (via explore-blog)
How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves...
– Don DeLillo (via lonehands)
Maybe that’s what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as...
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I prefer by far the warmth and softness to mere brilliancy and coldness. Some...
– Anais Nin (via oktoberlyons)
I am driven by two main philosophies, know more about the world than I knew...
– Neil deGrasse Tyson
Some piece of you
stays in me and I’ll never give it back.
The heart hoards...
– Dean Young, from “Poem Without Forgiveness” (via fleurishes)
I realize there’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re...
– Jeffrey McDaniel
Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look...
– Neil Gaiman, American Gods (via pavorst)
I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you,...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via smited)
He breathes into my ear until my soul takes on His fragrance. He is the soul of...
– Rumi (via delucazade)
Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity and stumble...
– Anais Nin