January 2012
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly...
– Sylvia Plath (via iouanddash)
I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via skeletales)
Perhaps I am no one.
True, I have a body
and I cannot escape from it.
I would...
– Anne Sexton (via lavandula)
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via complectus)
I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual.
– Virginia Woolf (via hateshiploveship)
When I see you, the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and...
– James Frey (via neglection)
I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via towesttexas)
When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, from “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close” (via weissewiese)
I am still so naive. I know pretty much what I like and dislike, but please,...
– Sylvia Plath
(via girlinlondon)
Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a...
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via aestivial)