August 2010
“Go away. You exhaust me. You’re like a sea of cotton wool.”
– John Fowles (The Collector) (via creepychick, hollowpoints)
“Discomfort is worse than a wound. At least you know where you are with blood. At...”
– Thin Skin, Emma Forrest (via creepychick, nostalgicdreams)
“These violent delights have violent ends.”
– William Shakespeare (via creepychick, bloodveins)
“He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.”
– Elbert Hubbard (via creepychick, quote-book)
“Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.”
— William S. Burroughs
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. — Oscar Wilde
And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. — Friedrich Nietzsche
“And the story of love is a long sad tale ending in graves.”
– Jack Kerouac incubation- dumbledoreisabamf (via funeral)
Tick Tock..
“The clock talked loud. I threw it away, it scared me what it talked.”
— Tillie Olsen
“The time I kill is killing me.”
— Mason Cooley
“Time is the longest distance between two places.”
— Tennessee Williams
“Things do not change; we change.”
— Henry David Thoreau
“Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.”
— Francois de La Rochefoucauld
“We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.” — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
“Efficiency is intelligent laziness.” — David Dunham
“Only the shallow know themselves.” — Oscar Wilde
“I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still”
— Sylvia Plath
“Now I’ve freezing hands and bloodless veins As numb as I’ve become I’m so tired I wish I was the moon tonight Last night I dreamt I had forgotten my name ‘Cause I had sold my soul but awoke just the same”
— Lyrics by: Neko Case ‘I Wish I Was The Moon’
The Truth Is Born In Strange Places
“Joan of Arc came back as a little girl in Japan, and her father told her to stop listening to her imaginary friends. Elvis was born again in a small village in Sudan, he died hungry, age 9, never knowing what a guitar was. Michelangelo was drafted into the military at age 18 in Korea, he painted his face black with shoe polish and learned to kill. Jackson Pollock got told to stop making a...
“I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.”
— Lord Byron
“The world outside swells and presses in at the walls, trying to reach me, trying...”
– Madness, Marya Hornbacher (via jimmypage-) (via woahitsregina, jimmypage—deactivated20100717)
“Thank you for calling/standing near me/being concerned. But I am not here right now. I am somewhere else. And you cannot reach me. Please leave me at the sound of the beep.”
— I Wrote This For You
“The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop...”
– Katherine Mansfield (via rootsofpassion) (via rainbowmummies) (via fishturnpink)
“It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.”
— J.D. Salinger
“I hadn’t understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long...”
– The Stranger, Albert Camus (via creepychick, funeral)
“I lay and cried, and began to feel again.”
– Sylvia Plath (via creepychick, apathie) 