February 2012
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“[this is a sacred story.]
I write down a line
that turns into two
...”
– Hali Sofala, from “Mamalu” (via the-final-sentence)
“Destruction can be beautiful to some people. Don’t ask me why. It just is. And...”
– John Knowles (via in-finitus)
“The rain will never stop falling.”
– Naomi Shihab Nye, from “Shoulders” (via the-final-sentence)
“I have a theory that every time you make an important choice, the part of you...”
– Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit (via bookmania)
“Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. If he...”
– Fyodor Dostoevsky (via amnesiac618)
“Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary...”
– Isabelle Eberhardt (via creatingaquietmind)
“I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they...”
– Ellen Hopkins, Crank (via sinkingseas)
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“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color...”
– Charles Bukowski (via runawaytrain)
“I don’t know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.”
– Vincent van Gogh (via misswallflower)
“You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry,...”
– John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via bookmania)
Still Looking
dearoldlove:
I look for you even in places where you’d never be.
“Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.”
– Bertolt Brecht (via wordpainting)
“Why are people sad? That’s simple. They are the prisoners of their personal...”
– Paulo Coelho (via selfinspiration)
The Morning Bell
officialiwrotethisforyou:
“Did you see them? With all their feelings hanging out? With their emotions exposed?”
“I know, what a freak.”
“What are you doing tonight?”
“Crying myself to sleep, wondering why I never truly feel loved. You?”
“Same.”
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“I didn’t stop adoring, that was the problem. I had plenty of evidence to stop...”
– The Secret Life of Prince Charming, Deb Caletti (via creatingaquietmind)
“You know how people long to be eternal. But they die with every day that passes....”
– The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand (via anniethinggoes)
“[Here the heavy heart, there non omnis moriar—
just three little words, like a...”
– Wisława Szymborska, from “Autotomy”, translated by S. Barańczak and C. Cavanagh, in Poems New and Collected
The poet Wisława Szymborska died on the 1st February 2012 at the age of 88. (via the-final-sentence)
“I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I...”
– Lisa Kleypas (via atomos)
