April 2012
78 posts
“I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely...”
– L’Étranger, Albert (via penseesduchoeur)
“As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t....”
– Haruki Murakami, Dance, Dance, Dance (via meanderingwind)
“The world is invisible.
The light has eaten it.”
– Octavio Paz, Respiration (via sleepinginthesnow)
“In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the...”
– Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion (via suzywire)
“There is a beginning. There is no beginning of that beginning. There is no...”
– - Chuang Tzu
Thanks to whiskey river (via yama-bato)
“We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea....”
– Paul Tillich (via seabois)
“Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and...”
– Kahlil Gibran, Broken Wings (via proustitute)
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clavicola:
I apologize if the words are a little smudged around the edges tonight.
I have so many things to say but the rain keeps washing them into gutters and sidewalk cracks and all I have left are a few dying lines that are only good for lining the walls inside my bones.
“But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would...”
– Haruki Murakami - Kafka on the Shore (via kaleidoscopedreams)
“To the language choked by tolling bells
I offer the voice of the wound.”
– Adonis, from “The Wound,” trans. Khaled Mattawa (via proustitute)
“The quieter you become, the more you can hear.”
– Ram Dass (via beurrage) 