May 2012
19 posts
“I have finally concluded, maybe that’s what life is about: there’s a lot of...”
– Muriel Barbery, The Elegance of the Hedgehog (via incisio)
“So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering...”
– Nicole Krauss, The History Of Love (via thevirtueoflife)
“Once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you...”
– Haruki Murakami (via linda-rr)
“I never felt open in any way. I would never impulsively ring people and assume...”
– Morrissey (via cavesoflilith)
“It was like the classic scene in the movies where one lover is on the train and...”
– Lorrie Moore, A Gate at the Stairs (via fleurishes)
“Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via glassybaby)
April 2012
6 posts
“Things become very familiar to me so that I sometimes think humanity is a vast...”
– Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 9 May 1925.
“I have wrapped myself round in my own personality again. How does it come about...”
– Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 9 May 1926. (via violentwavesofemotion)
February 2012
1 post
December 2011
16 posts
I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it. But I didn’t. Not really.
Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea.
Because it’s the halves that halve you in half.
I didn’t know, don’t know, about the...
“…There’s a time when the operation of the machine becomes so...”
– Mario Savio, Sproul Hall Steps, December 2, 1964
My life is dull and my body aches.
Oh, I imagine things.
August 30 1914
Cold and empty. I feel only too strongly the limits of my abilities, narrow limits, doubtless, unless I am completely inspired. And I believe that even in the grip of inspiration I am swept along only within these narrow limits, which, however, I then no longer feel because I am being swept along. Nevertheless, within these limits there is room to live, for this reason I...
“I avoid speaking your name in conversation,
throwing it to the air as if it...”
– Tania De Rozario, A Hundred Ways To Say Your Name (via yesyes)
November 2011
2 posts
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t...”
October 2011
8 posts
“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is...”
– Synechdoche, NY
