February 2012
18 posts
“So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would...”
– Sylvia Plath (via forestsong)
“Who can really distinguish between the sea and what’s reflected in it? Or tell...”
– Sputnik Sweetheart (via meanderingwind)
“The ravens circle above our prows
And our chant is the song of the sea.
They...”
– Robert E. Howard (via portionsofeternity)
“blood carries so many secrets, one can only hear its murmurs in our arteries,...”
– C. Dale Young, Blood (via fragilethoughts-)
“You will never recover the dead with weeping.
Even the children of gods fade...”
– Euripides, Alkestis, translated by Anne Carson in Grief Lessons (via proustitute)
