September 2011
August 2011
I want you to know, that right now,
I love you forever,
I love you for the...
– Andrea Gibson (via girlmeetsdream)
The pupils in our eyes were not born to hide beneath their desks.
– Andrea Gibson, Birthday (via rockinrye)
Look, I want to love this world
as though it’s the last chance I’m ever going...
– Mary Oliver (via girlmeetsdream)
He told her she had to be smarter than life, find a way of beating gravity, and...
– Jeanette Winterson (via girlmeetsdream)
I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they...
– Ellen Hopkins (via forlovers)
Sometimes while I ride the subway I try to look at each person and imagine what...
– Spade, D. For Lovers and Fighters. (via innerfatgirl)
You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you.
– Isadora Duncan (via redrubiesandiamonds)
loveandintrinsicangularmomentum:
l-amour-fou: We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.
— Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)
City Life (330)
ruefle:
You stood there looking cold and bruised. Blue and dark blue as the cloud that hung over you. Your marble-like shoulder blades bare in the coming rain - ivory hue flesh that caves in only to the shout of loneliness of the city. Tall buildings looming over you, holding you, carrying you across the streets to another building, coming and going to your destinations - that is, until you...
She felt betrayed by the disorder of the world. All she could imagine wanting...
– Carin Clevidence, The House on Salt Hay Road (via frivolousandreckless)
And for a moment
one beautiful fleeting breath
we’re finally free.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via frivolousandreckless)
There is something about her eyes. Eyes don’t breathe. I know that much. But...
– The Adoration of Jenna Fox; Mary E. Pearson (via frivolousandreckless)
I feel as if I’m always on the verge of waking up.
– Fernando Pessoa (via vintague)
Certain words now in our knowledge we will not use again, and we will never...
– “Language” by W.S. Merwin (2010 US Poet Laureate)
I once heard someone on a bus say that this guy had gotten under her skin. And...
– Jodi Picoult (via frivolousandreckless)
Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live...
– William Faulkner (via kmots)