March 2012
February 2012
“If you were one of those people who are affected by someone thinking of you, you...”
– Franz Kafka, November 3 1912 (Letters To Felice)
“You moved from Boston to Paris into a little apartment on the rue du...”
– Thomas, Paris, Je t’aime (via sitcom)
“She loved, had a capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love. Only she...”
– William Faulkner (via dishevelment)
“…perhaps in dreams shall we meet
as dried flowers are chanced upon pressed...”
– Ahmed Faraz (via fernsandmoss)
“We are a lonely people, a morbid, crazed herd thrashing about in a zealous...”
– Henry Miller, Sexus (via mycollapsingframe)
“There’s nothing to talk about to strangers anymore, if you know what I...”
– Charles Baxter, The Feast of Love
“the veins on the backs of her hands are the color of the clear morning sky...”
– W.S. Merwin, The Piano (via beryl-azure)
“Often I have thought of the day when I gazed for the first time at the sea. The...”
– Thomas Mann (via cartographe)
“We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t
grow on trees, like in...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, “The Archipelago of Kisses” (via fleurishes)
“When my body had forgotten its purpose,
when it just hung off my brainstem like...”
– “December,” Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz (via clavicola)
