January 2011
When you loved me I gave you the whole sun and stars to play with. I gave you...
– George Bernard Shaw (via thechocolatebrigade)
terrified again
of not loving
of loving and not you
of being loved and not by...
– SAMUEL BECKETT (via -neglect)
white flags and black brushes
hallelujah:
quietyouth:
hallelujah:
(to various persons all at once, part nineteen)
there are oceans between us. there are no waves, no currents, no wind patterns, no fish, no fangs, no sails to try and find my way across. i have been waiting for the wind to blow me into your arms and you shy back into the palms of your hands. i had watched you for years from across my sea, your smirk was...
It is no surprise to me that hardly anyone tells the truth about how they feel....
– Henry Rollins (via eletheowl)
☾: William Goldman, The Princess Bride →
palelimbs:
“I love you,” Buttercup said. “I know this must come as something of a surprise to you, since all I’ve ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved…
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is...
– John Keating, Dead Poet’s Society (via thegirlwiththemessyhair)
About his typewriter
henrycharlesbukowski:
the various women I have lived with have loved rock concerts, reggae festivals, love-ins, peace marches, movies, garage sales, fairs, political rallies, weddings, funerals, poetry readings, Spanish classes, spas, parties, bars and so forth. while I have lived with this machine.
Now, I think you’re just remembering the good stuff. Next time you look back, I...
– Rachel Hansen, 500 days of Summer (via littlemissgayle)
So please try not to hate me. I am a flawed human being - a far more flawed...
– Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami (via thechocolatebrigade)
The moment of betrayal is the worst, the moment when you know beyond any doubt...
– The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood (via thechocolatebrigade)
I made a mistake when I bound up my life with hers, but in my mistake there was...
– Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy (via thechocolatebrigade)
I stopped talking for a long while after that. It didn’t matter. She was lost,...
– House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski (via thechocolatebrigade)
All human love is a dramatic enactment of the wild, reckless, unquenchable,...
– Jeanette Winterson (via thechocolatebrigade)
…he wanted to sleep inside her lungs and breathe her blood and be smothered. He...
– Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien (via thechocolatebrigade)
It was a terrible time in their lives and they desperately wanted to be happy....
– In the Lake of the Woods by Tim O’Brien (via thechocolatebrigade)
I never tell my boyfriend that I’m busy when I’m not. No matter how effective...
– Asleep by Banana Yoshimoto (via thechocolatebrigade)
Being with her I feel a pain, like a frozen knife stuck in my chest. An awful...
– Haruki Murakami (via zealotry)
I think it’s brave to try to be happy. You’ve gotten so comfortable being...
– Pushing Daisies (via intensifyit)
I must learn to love the fool in me—the one who feels too much, talks too much,...
– Theodore I. Rubin (via contrive)
What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing?
– Norwegian Wood (via winmeroundwithprose)
waldosia
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with...
– Lemony Snicket (via rundanielrun)