February 2012
129 posts
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“My soul today is sad to the very marrow of its bones. Everything hurts me —...”
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet, trans. Margaret Jull Costa (via atramentum)
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“There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take...”
– Dianne Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale (via obscyr)
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“To worry was as bad as to be afraid. It simply made things more difficult.”
– Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls (via chewyourlipstick)
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“I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens.”
– Woody Allen (via dauthius)
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“I’ve read books, watched movies, and never have I been warned of such a feeling,...”
– February twentieth, twenty twelve (via sweetannasour)
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“When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But...”
– Lemony Snicket (via infinitives)
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“I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know...”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry | The Little Prince (via girlinlondon)
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“I know what it’s like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit...”
– Susana Kaysen, (Girl, Interrupted)
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“I’m attracted to the idea of drowning. Or rather the idea of jumping off and...”
– Florence Welch (via anonymousparty)
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“It’s dark.
You exhale a fist of memory.
I love you like weathering wood
in a...”
– James L. White, from “Lying in Sadness” in The Salt Ecstasies (via proustitute)
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“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via infinitives)
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““You are the trip I did not take; you are the pearls I could not buy;
you are...”
– Anne Campbell (via sweetannasour)
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someone should hex me so that I can stay at home
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“I spent my life folded between the pages of books.
In the absence of human...”
– Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me (via obscyr)
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“Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek, I run away and hide...”
– Unknown (via danseurs)
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“I felt that i was leaving part of myself behind, and that wherever I went...”
– Evelyn Waugh (via obscyr)
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“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns...”
– The Tracey Fragments (via formallymaura)
jazzygrandpa:
my voice is girly when I talk to strangers but when I’m with friends I turn into morgan freeman
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“The sadness will last forever.”
– Suicide note of Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
