February 2012
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I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.
– Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)
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I went to the guest room and pretended to write. I hit the space bar again and...
– Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer (via thebookishdark)
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I can see a hundred people a day
who have given up
entirely.
– Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame - Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)
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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
– William Faulkner (via misswallflower)
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Krogstad: The law cares nothing about motives.
Nora: Then it is a very bad law.
– A Doll’s House, Henrik Ibsen (@monmonomnom)
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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)
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Maybe I don’t really want to know what’s going on. Maybe I’d...
– Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale
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That song you softly sing
is keeping you from breaking
It’s a long way...
– Belle of the Boulevard, Dashboard Confessional
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… It is unbearably painful
For the soul to love silently.
– Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems (translated by Judith Hemschemeyer)
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Life is too short to be all daylight. Night is not less; it’s more.
– Jeanette Winterson, from Why I adore the night
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For me the postmodern attitude is that of a man who loves a woman who is...
– Umberto Eco 1983 (via clarityandchaos)
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Later — when things happened that they could never have imagined — she wrote him...
– Nicole Krauss, The History Of Love (via tothepersoninthebelljar)
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I knew from the start,
the moment I saw your eyes,
I won’t heal from this.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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…tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had...
– Oscar Wilde (via coello)
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After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished;
Need we say it was not...
– Edna St. Vincent Millay (via doubledaybooks)
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Would ‘sorry’ have made any difference? Does it ever? It’s just a word. One word...
– Bittersweet, Sarah Ockler (via word-collector)
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I am much more afraid of my good deeds that please me than of my bad deeds that...
– Elie Wiesel (via katiecrosby)
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That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.
– John Green, An Abundance of Katherines (via faintsmiles)
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Finally he spoke the three simple words that no amount of bad art or bad faith...
– Ian McEwan, Atonement (via doubledaybooks)
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He started to look at me in a manner I recognized: it was the way I looked at a...
– Blackbird House by Alice Hoffman (via thebookishdark)