June 2011
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Words carved into my back come alive;
poetry spills from the ceiling and ink...
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May 2011
Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls,...
– Guy de Maupassant
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I am but a cloud in a cage.
God: I own you like I own the caves.
The Ocean: Not a chance. No comparison....
– Dave Eggers (How We Are Hungry)
With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
– Oscar Wilde (via napoleoncomplex)
I love science, and it pains me to think that so many are terrified of the...
– Robert M. Sapolsky (via atomos)
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source...
– Albert Einstein (via atomos)
I see nothing. We may sink and settle on the waves. The sea will drum in my...
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via fairylullaby)
We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed...
– Charles Bukowski
Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.
– Jeffrey Eugenides
Human beings can lose their lives in libraries. They ought to be warned.
– Saul Bellow (via milkbats)
s-hatteredpsyche asked: You are a fascinating soul.
A curtain is dropped once the sun disappears. I love a night of its own colors,...
– Forever Bedlam: 78 (via frozenpetals)
He died in a tree from which he wouldn’t come down. “Come...
– Nicole Krauss
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Black holes, dark matter and supernovas are perhaps the most beautiful things in existance to me.
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I find whales, stars, and the ocean to be more enjoyable than mankind.
They travel for days. Sometimes it rains abruptly. Silver flashes. The girl...
– Bhanu Kapil Rider
The clock holds me nowhere. Nowhere. Nowhere. There is nothing else but now and...
– James Frey (via pearleyes)
I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I...
– Charles de Lint (via silhouettings)
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You and I will be together even when we’re ghosts,
We’ll live in the trees and...
Welcome to the edge of things, where sky, sea, land, and wandering souls snatch...
– Words installed at Wellington waterfront during the Arts Festival
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed...
– T.S Eliot (via milkbats)
Because, because, and because. You
turned around to stare at me and I waved ...
– from Always by Rane Arroyo (via melancholynotes)
As from a star I saw, coldly and soberly, the separateness of everything. I felt...
– Sylvia Plath
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At a beautiful, dim-lit restaurant at Espanola Way and Frank Sinatra is on the radio. I am in heaven.