April 2011
71 posts
There is always one person you love who becomes [the] definition. It usually...
– Chuck Klosterman (via juliannanextdoor)
In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys...
– from Children of the Albatross by Anaïs Nin (via melancholynotes)
and with that girl comes a thought...
I despise the fucking middle….mediocrity is not a virtue.
The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are...
– Fernando Pessoa
(via adrowningwoman)
it is not love
I am asking
love comes from years
of breathing
skin to skin...
– Mary Mackey, excerpt from The Kama Sutra of Kindness: Position No. 2 (via grammatolatry)
The moon likes secrets. And secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her...
– Charles de Lint (via vivreetaimer)
seawitchery
I was as hollow and empty as the spaces between stars.
– Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye (via loveyourchaos)
The history of love.
“Feelings are not as old as time. Just as there was a first instant when someone rubbed two sticks together to make a spark, there was a first time joy was felt, and a first time for sadness. For a while, new feelings were being invented all the time. Desire was born early, as was regret. When stubbornness was felt for the first time, it started a chain reaction, creating the feeling of resentment...