January 2012
88 posts
But why should I humiliate myself now? You don’t polish windows in a car wreck.
– Leonard Cohen, from “Beautiful Losers” (via distantstations)
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Pam Brown, "Phone Me in Care of the Blues"
phone me in care of the blues. all this talk of how it could be. sometimes my cunt is throbbing like a bass guitar. you get the people worried for you. you slip their hearts a song. then you take them in. it is your skin which takes them in. they cling to you like wet cotton clings. you phone me from six hundred miles. oh you mean to say you’re lonely now. sure. i’ll wait at the tarmac. sure. ...
I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to...
– Celia Bown (The Night Circus, Erin Morgenstern)
Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.
– David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility (via pavorst)
“The world, a double blossom, opens: sadness of having come, joy of being here. I walk lost in my own center.”
Octavio Paz, from “Concert in the Garden””
(via ahuntersheart)
It is an ironic habit of human beings to run faster when they have lost their...
– Rollo May (via misswallflower)
Dorianne Laux, from “The Secret Of Backs”
And oh, the oh my nape of the neck. The up-swept oh my nape of the neck. I could walk behind anyone and fall in love.
(via ahuntersheart)
As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes.
– Margaret Atwood | The Handmaid’s Tale (via blogut)
I had to go crazy to love you,
you who were never the one
– Leonard Cohen, “Crazy to Love You” (via mythoftheheart)
why motherfucker is a word
and fatherfucker isn’t
is all I know of woman’s...
– Mark Leidner, from The Angel in The Dream of Our Hangover: Aphorisms
(via earlyfrost)
And Something’s odd - within -
That person that I was -
And this One - do not...
– Emily Dickinson (via sadburro)
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Geoffrey Brock, "The Male Mantis"
Let me explain in terms you’ll understand: picture a boy who, starved for love, has planned and executed another household crime, and now his mother has discovered him
and glowers down from the bright ceiling where her face is the dark sun, and the ear-whir of fear and desire mounts, for soon she’ll speak his name with passion and meet his pale dry cheek
with the full sail of her hand,...
Through abstraction I have won the freedom not to have to explain or declare...
– Svenja Deininger
(via, yama-bato)
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Amy Dryansky, "Biography"
I don’t remember much. A feeling of pressure. Then someone took the cover off. But it wasn’t happily ever after; more like the ocean, flat and smooth until you can’t stand it, then… regrets. I get sick a lot. I was born in Cleveland, stuck a hairpin in an outlet. So many ways to be disqualified. My daughter rolls her eyes at me and I wonder where she went, if she’ll...
My New Year’s Eve Toast: to all the devils, lusts, passions, greeds, envies,...
– Patricia Highsmith (New Year’s Eve, 1947)
(via i12bent)
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As much as I am able, I promise the rifles are rusting.
– John Tranter, from “The Museum” (via the-final-sentence)
Childhood decides.
– Jean-Paul Sartre (via jeanpaulsartre)
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You get your intuition back when you make space for it, when you stop the...
– Anne Lamott on intuition vs. rationality (via curiositycounts)
If you’re trapped in the dream of the other, you’re fucked.
– Gilles Deleuze
(colettesaintyves via frenchtwist)
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Koe Whitton-Williams, "Love
they were sitting at a table too small for their meals, too close together at a table too small. she said, ‘the only way we can lose, the only way we can lose this game is if one of us tries to win.’
(via kodistes)
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Gods and men love maps.
They draw borders with pens that
split lives like an...
– John Paul Lederach. (Chris Blattman)
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“The most outlandish people can be the stimulus for love … A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lilies of the swamp. A good man may be the stimulus for a love both violent and debased, or a jabbering madman may bring about in the soul of someone a tender and simple idyll. Therefore, the value and quality of any love is...
Our mistakes are our leaps in the night. Error is not a lie: it is...
– Hélène Cixous, from Stigmata. (via itgivesitthew)
No woman is required to build the world by destroying herself.
– Rabbi Moses Sofer
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Tony Hoagland, "Hard Rain"
After I heard It’s a Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall played softly by an accordion quartet through the ceiling speakers at the Springdale Shopping Mall, I understood there’s nothing we can’t pluck the stinger from,
nothing we can’t turn into a soft drink flavor or a t-shirt. Even serenity can become something horrible if you make a commercial about it using smiling, white-haired people
quoting...
In each person I catch the fleeting suggestion of something beautiful and swear...
– George Santayana, The Middle Span (via leda-swanson)
Let us leave pretty women to men with no imagination.
– Marcel Proust, The Captive & The Fugitive (via thewayitstopsandstarts)