August 2011
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… but intolerant, narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that...
– Kafka on the Shore, Haruki Murakami (via bearpolarh)
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When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe...
– Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via estincelle)
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I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I...
– Franz Kafka (via estincelle)
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Perhaps I know best why it is man alone who laughs; he alone suffers so deeply...
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via estincelle)
We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is...
– John Lennon (via stephanie-faith)
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The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
– Ivan Turgenev (via brainshit)
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I dream a new blazingly magnificent world which collapses as soon as the light...
– Henry Miller (via thechocolatebrigade)
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Life, as it is called, is for most of us one long postponement.
– Henry Miller (via kapatkapat)
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If I never see you again
I will always carry you
inside
outside
on my...
– Charles Bukowski (via thefiveyearjournal)
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We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.
– Anaïs Nin (via thisisnotpsychology)
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As far as history goes I am dead. If there is something beyond I shall have to...
– Henry Miller (via thechocolatebrigade)
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In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe in the...
– Franz Kafka (via crookedconscience)
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She rises up out of a sea of faces and embraces me, embraces me passionately—- a...
– Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller (via thechocolatebrigade)
One of the things I find most offensive about what people say about our music is...
– Thom Yorke (via evelinefelice)
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that...
– Albert Camus (via pinknautak)
There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable.
– C.S. Lewis | via feerawr-me (via quote-book)
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I was dreaming I was talking to you.
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Now is life very solid or very shifting? I am haunted by the two contradictions....
– Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 4 January 1929 (via proustitute)
If all that we have
is each other, then I think
we have quite enough.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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Being alone never felt right. Sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
– Charles Bukowski (via xenchanted)
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There’s nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the...
– charles bukowski (via hannahmalcrackers)
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This is very important — to take leisure time. Pace is the essence. Without...
– Charles Bukowski (via biancabonk)
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I have died too many times believing and waiting, waiting in a room staring at a...
– Out of the arms of one love, Charles Bukowski (via machodago2)
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The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I...
– Charles Bukowski (via brainshit)
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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am.
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (@lovecanleavetheroom)
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I don’t know about other people, but when I wake up in the morning and put my...
– Charles Bukowski (via brainshit)
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I had love once in the palm of my hand.
See the lines there.
– John Wieners, from “A Poem for Painters” (via proustitute)
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In this age, which believes that there is a short cut to everything, the...
– Henry Miller (via eggcrackers)
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The world is crammed with delightful things. I think young people make such a...
– Virginia Woolf,The Voyage Out. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
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We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love...
– CHARLES BUKOWSKI. (via thesebrightlights)
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via zgulliksen)
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There are no decent words to name it, but it is understood that all words name...
– Jorge Luis Borges, from “The Sect of the Phoenix” in Labyrinths (via bookoflead)
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I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead,...
– Charles Bukowski (via anothersideofchris)
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There is a loneliness in the world so great that you can see it in the slow...
– Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell (via cttkb)
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I threw my life away… And for what?
– Steven Wilson (“The 78”)
If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via bookmania)
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This is a new song. I wanted to write a song about squeezing tits. But I ended...
– Mikael Akerfeldt - Opeth. (via evolve-)
She did not know the nature of her loneliness. The only words that named it...
– Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged (via noitsnotalright)
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It is rescue work, this snatching of vanishing phases of turbulence, disguised...
– Joseph Conrad, from “Henry James: An Appreciation,” 1905 (via proustitute)
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You don’t know what it means to love that way, do you? You think only of the...
– Henry Miller (via thechocolatebrigade)
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I speak to the blank page, to the grand void, the void to which all writers speak, where all words collect and sink into that ethereal otherness, where they fester and mold and eventually crystallize into a lucid life of their own; I speak to the blank page, because I have no one else to speak to.
A good amount of my thoughts are spent musing the lives of ‘normal people’, for...
She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the...
– J.D. Salinger (via nevver)
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What birds plunge through is not the intimate space
in which you see all forms...
– Rainer Maria Rilke, “[What birds plunge through is not an intimate space],” translated by Stephen Mitchell (via fuckyeahrainermariarilke)
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Suddenly, walking down a street, be it real or be it a dream, one realizes for...
– Henry Miller (via asymmetricsymmetry)
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Well, I’ll take these pages and move on. Things are happening elsewhere. Things...
– Henry Miller (Tropic of Cancer)