Silver Paper

"I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world."

- Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via thewalnutletters)

(via vertere)

"Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high."

- William Goldman, The Princess Bride (via larmoyante)

(via word-digest)

"I love you like certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul."

- Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

"When I was with him, I didn’t have to be perfect, or even try for perfect. He already knew my secrets, the things I’d kept hidden from everyone else, so I could just be myself. Which shouldn’t have been that big a deal. But it was."

- Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever (via simply-quotes)

(via incisio)

"Blot out the moon, pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we are the dark."

- Jean Rhys (via girlinlondon)

(via word-digest)

"I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something directed my way by members of the opposite sex. For want of a better word, call it magnetism."

- Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via misswallflower)

(via bookssay)

"I wonder which is preferable, to walk around all your life swollen up with your own secrets until you burst from the pressure of them, or to have them sucked out of you, every paragraph, every sentence, every word of them, so at the end you’re depleted of all that was once as precious to you as hoarded gold, as close to you as your skin - everything that was of the deepest importance to you, everything that made you cringe and wish to conceal, everything that belonged to you alone - and must spend the rest of your days like an empty sack flapping in the wind, an empty sack branded with a bright fluorescent label so that everyone will know what sort of secrets used to be inside you?"

- Margaret Atwood (via atomos)

(via word-digest)

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I don’t know why these things have to be transmitted by word of mouth, he thought. It wasn’t exactly that they were secrets; God revealed his secrets easily to all his creatures.

He had only one explanation for this fact: things have to be transmitted this way because they were made up from the pure life, and this kind of life cannot be captured in pictures or words.

Because people become fascinated with pictures and words, and wind up forgetting the Language of the World.

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- The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

"Because that’s the big secret, isn’t it? he said. “There’s no secret language that you have to learn. There’s no secret language of girls. You can say anything you want."

- men from the boys, Tony Parsons