December 2011
94 posts
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“In a way he was like the country he lived in; everything came too easily to him.”
- hubbell
“I have sea foam in my veins,
I understand the language of waves.”
– Le Testament d’Orphée (via argiak, butterflyflutterbygoodbye) (via mater-lachrymarum) (via the-rx) (via experimentaltimeorder) (via mirroredstairways)
“The paradox of education is precisely this; that as one begins to become...”
– James Baldwin (via simonalcantara)
“It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for...”
– (via ahuntersheart)
“I miss your wingspan miss your hollow bones.”
– Dora Malech, from “Flight, Fight Or” (via proustitute)
“There is always somebody, when we come together, and the edges of meeting are...”
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
“One day after another—
Perfect.
They all fit.”
– Robert Creeley, “One Day” (via proustitute)
“Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via vineetkaur)
“I’m moved by everything broken and crippled. Since that’s how we really are.”
– Anna Kamienska, from In That Great River: A Notebook (translated by Clare Cavanagh)
witanddelight:
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
“How well I know that rapture that comes sometimes when one is alone. I think...”
– Katherine Mansfield, from a letter to Ottoline Morrell, 27 December 1921 (via katherine-mansfield)
“Love is distinct from desire… Because its aim is not satisfaction, but being.”
– Jacques Lacan, Seminar I, trans. John Forrester (via proustitute)
“The function of prayer is not to influence God, but rather to change the nature...”
– Søren Kierkegaard (via bardsandsages)
W. W. Norton: Harper Lee: Christmas To Me →
wwnorton:
Several years ago, I was living in New York and working for an airline, so I never got home to Alabama for Christmas—if, indeed, I got the day off. To a displaced Southerner, Christmas in New York can be rather a melancholy occasion, not because the scene is strange to one far from home, but…
“I want to know what more I’ve gained by losing.”
– Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G. H., trans. Ronald W. Sousa (via proustitute)
“The body remembers the wound
despite the tightly threaded stitches;
the arm...”
– Lauren Kizi-Ann Alleyne, On the Illusion of Closure (via grammatolatry)
“Explain that you live between two great darks, the first
With an ending, the...”
– Mark Strand, from “The Continuous Life” (via proustitute)
“Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if...”
– Stephen King (via misswallflower)
“Your body that includes everything
you have done, you have had done
to you and...”
– Margaret Atwood, from “Circe/Mud Poems” in Selected Poems, 1965-1975 (via proustitute)
“‘There is a charming quality, is there not,’ he said to me, ‘in this silence;...”
– Marcel Proust, Le Côté de Guermantes, trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin (via proustitute)
“Learning how to think” really means learning how to exercise some control over...”
– David Foster Wallace, This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life. With thanks to Whiskey River. (via crashinglybeautiful)
“What will survive of us is love.”
-Philip Larkin, from “An Arundel Tomb”
– (via awritersruminations)
“There’s two sides to me, you see. There’s the sleepy old side you love; an’...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace (via crookedtooth)
“You are willing to die, you coward, but not to live.”
– Hermann Hesse (via vineetkaur)
“There is only one heart in my body, have mercy
on me.”
-Franz Wright, “One...”
– (via ahuntersheart)
