May 2012
39 posts
We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm...
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via okbesko)
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via rarararambles)
Touched by a masterpiece, a person begins to hear in himself that same call of...
– Andrei Tarkovsky (via forgottencityiram)
You are an explorer who uses the stars to navigate the sands and follows the sound of the waves to look for land.
But you say I change too fast for you to plot a map.
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I woke up to foggy streets this morning and crossed the lake in a ferry. I bought cinnamon chocolate from the gypsies and met a boy who swore to love me like the waves. I told him to love me less but love me long instead.
I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.
– Jaime Gil de Bieda (via breathemystardust)
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Forehead
My forehead is so wide you could serve breakfast on it and still have space for the dessert you always wished came with breakfast.
When I was young, I hated it. Kids in school would tease me about the amount of space above my eyebrows, tell me I was balding, call me a walking solar plate. One day I went home crying and when I told my father why, he laughed and took me in his arms, saying,
...
She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the...
– Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things (via possessedbytheskies)
Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change...
– Anthony Bourdain (via thatkindofwoman)
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Sandman
In my dreams, I met a man I could not quite see. He was a light in the shadow, a spark in the ashes, a nightmare reaching out to me. With trembling bones, I asked him who he was and he smiled and chanted three, “Sweet thing, sweet thing, sweet thing,” and he smiled and he said to me, “I am whoever you want me to be.”
“I am the Alder King, who calls to you sweet and I will clothe you in...
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Not a Tragedy
Because eventually, waiting in bed becomes less anticipatory than lonely and pillows always fall short in mimicking a breathing body. Because touch screens cannot replace the feeling of flesh upon flesh and clicks do not make ‘connect’. Because each ‘no’ works its way into a conclusion and the unoccupied chair at the table finally loses relevance. Because the road back home grows longer...
But I think it’s intoxicating when somebody is so unapologetically who they are.
– Don Cheadle (via reines)
athousandlittlewords:
I’ve been reading more than I have read in a long, long time. It’s not for the loneliness that seeps through the cracks in my skin, or the rooftops where I sit and swallow the stars until I can hold no more of their secrets. I’m just trying to find myself in other people’s words.
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he...
– Dead Poets Society, 1989 (via ablogwithaview)
In a place like Paris, the air is so thick with dreams they clog the streets and...
– Jeremy Mercer, Time Was Soft There: A Paris Sojourn at Shakespeare & Co. (via shesinacoma)
People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via thesetelevisionblues)
Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently →
thepoetrycollection:
“Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently” Raul Gutierrez Trees talk to each other at night. All fish are named either Lorna or Jack. Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose. Tiny bears live in drain pipes. If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky. The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago. Everyone knows...
April 2012
32 posts
Go be that starving Artist you’re afraid to be. Open up that journal and get...
– Jason Mraz
You were last seen walking through a field of pianos. No. A museum of mouths. In...
– “new york craigslist > personals > missed connections,” Megan Falley (via clavicola)
"Stop making our hatred of ourselves someone...
Community gives some really good wake-up calls/advice.
To be happy, it first takes being comfortable being in your own shoes. The rest...
– Sophia Bush (via creatingaquietmind)
Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via oliverandmilk)