November 2011
Within you, there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat at any...
– Hermann Hesse (via paperlover)
You are an autumn sky, suffused with rose…yet sadness rises in me like the sea,...
– Conversation, Sir John Aquire (Les Fluers Du Mal)
But all this crowded life has been to thee
No more than lyre, or lute, or...
– Oscar Wilde (via romeoforgotjuliet)
I lived as though the city was on fire —
faces from the metro followed me to...
– Ilya Kaminsky (via sleepinginthesnow)
She’s mending the rain with her hair.
She’s turning the darkness on.
– Richard Brautigan, December 24 (via sleepinginthesnow)
The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;
The...
– Charlotte Bronte, “Evening Solace” (via thesoulmustsleep)
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All I’d ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had...
– Sarah Dessen, Just Listen (via aeterne)
I drift into the sound of wind,
how small my life must be
to fit into his palm...
– (via ahuntersheart)
Every night and every morn,
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every...
– William Blake, Auguries of Innocence (via portionsofeternity)
I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and...
– Excerpt from “Clown in the Moon” by Dylan Thomas (via 6-1-3)