April 2012
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You cannot drown silence. Even within the loudest of sounds there are intervals...
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I write death and for a moment
I live within it. I inhabit its sound;
a...
– Octavio Paz
Find what you love and let it kill you.
– Charles Bukowski (via therealvagabondking)
He was like a song I’d heard once in fragments but had been singing in my mind...
– Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha (via fleurare)
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We’re fascinated by the words
but where we meet is in the silence behind...
– Ram Dass
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Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song
in my own breath.
– Philip Levine
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There is always an unspeakable where, perhaps, the nucleus of the living...
– Americo Ferrari
“When I am dead, even then, I will still love you. I will wait in these poems, when I am dead, even then I am still listening to you. I will still be making poems for you out of silence; silence will be falling into that silence, it is building music.”
—Muriel Rukeyser, Then
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The world is invisible.
The light has eaten it.
– Octavio Paz, Respiration
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Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets…
I hunt for the liquid...
– Pablo Neruda
It’s about girls who sleep in abandoned cars and set things on fire. It’s about...
– Harmony Korine (via meadowbreath)
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Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain...
– Rainer Maria Rilke