February 2012
11 posts
friend: but he's just a fictional character he doesn't exist.
me:
friend:
me:
friend: why are you hugging that book.
"To Love Life" by Ellen Bass
outcamethesun:
To love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when grief weights you like your own flesh only more of it, an obesity of grief, you think, How can...
Feist: My Moon, My Man
“The Notebook” Inspired Engagement Shoot
twotonmantaray:
January 2012
6 posts
“Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine. Long before we...”
– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (via rosettes
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December 2011
17 posts
Lemony Snicket on Loneliness
behindthemoss:
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will...
November 2011
27 posts
“There were different kinds of strength. I knew that now. It didn’t always come...”
– Ann Aguirre (Enclave)
3 tags
“Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one...”
– Salman Rushdie (via arreter)
