January 2012
Then he briefly described how he had once met himself as someone else. “Have you...
– Thomas Bernhard, Frost. (via talisman)
I told her, “Don’t touch me that way.
Don’t come at me with that sour-cream...
–
Dorothy Allison
(via seductionofavanoire)
There’s something vaguely grave… possibly alarming about my current state… Ah but I’m so drowsy and my mind so loose. Tomorrow! Yes, I’ll think about that tomorrow. How do you do, Miss Scarlet?
But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would...
– Haruki Murakami - Kafka on the Shore (via adeuls)
To her lost lover.
the-fiercest-fables:
I am no longer sure whether this is love or compulsion but thoughts of you bloom whether I tend them or not.
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
– James Runcie, The Colour of Heaven (via ruefle)
once more, with feeling: "Like This" by Rumi →
congressman:
If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sexual wanting will look, lift your face and say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, Like this. If anyone wants to know what “spirit” is, or what “God’s…
AH HMM SWEET THINGS
I am going to go to bed aaaaah so early. I am going to mmmmm slide in between my nice fresh sheets and oooooh smell vanilla and drift off to heavy, groggy, indulgent sleep. And don’t you dare come into my dreams tonight. Nope, not tonight. I will hmmm dream of soft skin and pleasant smiles and oooh just something grand. Something old and fancy with lace and ribbons and kind, happy men. So...
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Let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its...
– Kahlil Gibran (via whimsicalele)
And throughout all Eternity
I forgive you, you forgive me.
– William Blake, from “Broken Love” (via euchrid)
Things have dropped from me. I have outlived certain desires; I have lost...
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via liquidnight)
And when the sun rises we are afraid
it might not remain.
when the sun sets we...
– Audre Lorde (via monamade)
SAME AS THE SAME AS
I guess I thought it would be different here. I’d hold out against playing my old role, reading that old script. I’d have room to be here and we’d be different. And I’m riding in the car and I’m taking communion and I’m staring at this girl’s shoulder blade and I’m gripping my wrists until I’ve got these little grooves from my nails and judging...
Because he will grip you by the shoulders and wrench you around and he will...
– You Better Not Cry by Augusten Burroughs (via honeychurch)
There was proximity, but no relating.
– Elaine May (via poetfire)
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Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself...
– Edna St. Vincent Millay (via liquidnight)
The only man I know who behaves sensibly is my tailor; he takes my measurements...
– George Bernard Shaw (via poetfire)
Comfort
allaboutmary:
To thee I have raised mine eyes, O Mother of Christ: by whom comfort cometh to all flesh. Bestow on us thy help and thy grace: in all our tribulations.
- Psalm 120, Psalter of Mary
DEAR ANONYMOUS,
I will keep that lovely message for myself. But yes, indeed, that is much more like it!
For I have, to enchant those submissive lovers,
Pure mirrors that make all...
– Charles Baudelaire, Beauty from The Flowers of Evil, translation by William Aggeler (via frenchtwist)
Anonymous asked: Baby how are you?
I don’t suppose there is much that could make me miss Alabama… but a little freezing rain might do the trick. Just you wait until I find my snow boots and then I’m traipsing all over this snowy town— By myself and with no destination. I feel that there is a great need for that today.
But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main...
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
via liquidnight (via frenchtwist)
somethingpleasejustanything.