February 2012
164 posts
Learn to love solitude – to be more alone with yourselves. The problem with...
– Andrei Tarkovsky [via criterioncorner] (via skibinskipedia)
Of all your old photographs, I wanted
this one for its becoming. I think
you...
– Gabeba Baderoon, from “Old Photographs” (via proustitute)
It was your idea
to park and watch the elephants
swaying among the trees
like...
– “The Two Times I Loved You Most In A Car,” Dorothea Grossman (via saisonlune)
le printemps: David Whyte, “Self Portrait” →
airwalker:
It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods.
I want to know if you belong or feel abandoned.
If you know despair or can see it in others.
I want to know if you are prepared to live in the world with its harsh need to change you.
If you can look back with firm…
No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via lostsplendor)
The real writer is one
who really writes. Talent
is an invention like...
– (via ahuntersheart)
I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.
– David Foster Wallace (via 4mbivalent)
Each time you love, love as deeply as if it were forever.
– Audre Lorde (via thingsandschemes)
I chose to stay present,
to unlearn how to unlove,
to love,
and to practice...
– (via loverofstories)
Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that...
– Evelyn Waugh (via moldavia)
I had no one to help me, but the T. S. Eliot helped me.
So when people say...
– Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (via afewofmyfavourites)
It would be almost unbelievable, if history did not record the tragic fact, that...
– Walter P. Stacy (via sirmitchell)
You cannot save people, you can only love them.
– Anaïs Nin [February 21, 1903 – January 14, 1977] (via semperaugustus)
We all do things we know we shouldn’t—especially when we’re in love, or filled...
– Stephanie Nolen, 28: Stories of AIDS in Africa (via hateshiploveship)
Love is my insides all messed up.
– Ernest Hemingway (via girlinlondon)
I understood, in short, that the more words I knew, the richer, fuller, and more...
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Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus (trans. Klara Glowczewska)
There’s a new cure for lonely travelers at the Chicago railroad station. For a...
– Marie-Claire, Jan. 1963 (via hateshiploveship)
I hadn’t understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long...
– Albert Camus, The Stranger (via hateshiploveship)
I have a dark and dreadful secret. I write poetry… I believe poetry is a primal...
– Stephen Fry, from The Ode Less Travelled (via growing-orbits)
What we must do,
I suppose,
is to hope the world
keeps its balance;
what we...
– Mary Oliver, from “The Owl Who Comes” in New and Selected Poems, Volume Two (via proustitute)