January 2012
29 posts
“Correct me if I remember it badly, But was there not a dream, sweet but also...”
– Donald Justice, Invitation to a Ghost
mythologyofblue:
I would describe myself like a landscape I’ve studied at length, in detail; like a word I’m coming to understand; like a pitcher I pour from at mealtime; like my mother’s face; like a ship that carried me when the waters raged.
-Rilke, From The Book of Hours I, 13
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Fever Ray | Keep The Streets Empty For Me
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“I went to the guest room and pretended to write. I hit the space bar again and...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
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“…for in those transient moments lies or truth were arbitrary and you were...”
– from Summer Crossing by Truman Capote (via but-the-human-heart)
“You will be hollow. We will squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with...”
– 1984, George Orwell
I go where I please…
“It’s a bore, but the answer is good things only happen to you if you’re good....”
– Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Truman Capote (via prose-titute)
