May 2013
“Voices in the forest tell of dark and twisted enchantments - as dark and twisted...”
– Brian Froud (via my-dark-star)
“Dreams are like that: they go in and out of memories and scenes, but they are...”
– Beth Revis, Across the Universe (via larmoyante)
“Do you ever feel that way?”
“Lonely?”
“Restless. As if you haven’t really met...”
– Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via eulum)
“I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via hi-5ive)
“I want you to crave me. From my lips, up to my words.”
– J.E. (via thargachnieile)
“It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am...”
– Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H. (via rabbitinthemoon)
“I was made of delicate substance, mysterious time.
Perhaps the source is within...”
– Jorge Luis Borges, from Heraclitus, translation by Thomas Frick (via mirroir)
“La mort est le seul Dieu que j’osais implorer.”
– Jean Racine, Phèdre (via ancient-serpent)
“Others were never sure
whether she vanished within things,
or if it was things...”
– Michael Tweed, The Beautiful Foolishness Of Things (via violentwavesofemotion)
“The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever...”
– Albert Einstein (via 13thmoon)
“On silver light
lay silver rain.”
– Robert Gray, “Echoes” (via petrichour) 