May 2012
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“I walked home,
Chanted the first lines of this poem,
And committed them to...”
– Sherman Alexie, from Mystery Train (via weissewiese)
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“I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences,...”
– C. S. Lewis (via amorette)
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“Sidewalks have never gnawed at my knees. I am a wind gust I am a sailboat I am a...”
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“The worst illiterate is the political illiterate. He hears nothing, sees...”
– bertolt brecht
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“…the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...”
– Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via shesanargonaut)
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“Remember always that you are just a visitor here, a traveler passing through....”
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“Order a latte and sip it while seated near the window of a cafe on a busy street...”
– Become three kinds of lonely
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“For years, I have come to sit this way:
one hand open, one hand closed…”
– Aracelis Girmay, from “Consider the Hands that Write This Letter” (via proustitute)
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“So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering...”
– Nicole Krauss, The History Of Love (via incisio)
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“Whatever I looked at was alive, everything had a voice,
but I never found out...”
– Anna Akhmatova, from “Fragment, 1959,” trans. Stephen Berg (via proustitute)
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“Watch your thoughts, for they become words.
Watch your words, for they become...”
– The Iron Lady (via quote-book)
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“Everything you can imagine is real.”
– Pablo Picasso (via girlwithoutwings)
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“Papa!
Dessine-moi la vie
Comptant les jours,
Dessine-moi la mort
Traquant...”
– François Oloa-Biloa (“Curiosité”)
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“I never really understood the word ‘loneliness’. As far as I was concerned, I...”
– Björk (via seabois)
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“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure...”
– Albert Einstein (via kari-shma)
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“Nobody knows you.
You don’t know yourself.
And I, who am half in love with...”
– D.H. Lawrence, Complete Poems of D. H. Lawrence (via serialstranger)
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“Why is the word yes so brief?
It should be
the longest,
the hardest,
so that...”
– Vera Pavlova, from “If There Is Something to Desire” (via proustitute)
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“Algebra applies to the clouds, the radiance of the star benefits the rose—no...”
– Les Misérables, Victor Hugo (via clavicola)
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“Mon amour ainsi l’ouragan
Déracine l’arbre qui crie”
– Guillaume Apollinaire, from “Les Collines” in Calligrammes (via proustitute)
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(via ragsandtatters)
Sometimes I sit and imagine this fictional past, my life as it never was. I rode horses, had a pony, and plastered pink rosettes all over my wall. Father dropped me off at school each day where I wore a straw hat and oxford shoes. I could play the piano, and every year around Christmas we went to see the Nutcracker. I used to sneak into Mother’s room and try all the...
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100 abandoned houses →
sore-thumbelina:
I want to break into one of these houses and write stories all over the walls, put up tepees inside and light indoor sparklers and hundreds of candles that smell of plums and slide down the stairs in sleeping bags and keep baby crocodiles in the sink and ducklings in the bath and dress up in dusty clothes from the attic and red Indian headdresses and face-paint and roast...
