February 2012
¿Y para qué leer? ¿Y para qué escribir? →
sednonsatiato:
¿Y para qué leer? ¿Y para qué escribir? Después de leer cien, mil, diez mil libros en la vida, ¿qué se ha leído? Nada. Decir: yo sólo sé que no he leído nada, después de leer miles de libros, no es un acto de fingida modestia: es rigurosamente exacto, hasta la primera decimal de cero por ciento. Pero ¿que no es quizás eso, exactamente, socráticamente, lo que los muchos libros...
…Moonlight making crosses
on your body, and me putting my mouth on every one…
– Richard Siken (via fauns)
My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to...
– Neil Gaiman (via lavandula)
I hate when I’m in public and a guy looks at me...
I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.
– Albert Camus (via misswallflower)
They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes...
– Albert Camus (via misswallflower)
seafoamchild:
I really just want to run away and live in a little whitewashed house by the sea where I could fall asleep to the sound of waves and have porridge with honey for breakfast and leave the leftovers for the fairies and write secret messages in the sand that only the birds would understand and I would find treasures in the scrabbles of sea rocks and by the time I turned 93 I would just...
justlikealittlegirl:
When she was just a girl/ She expected the world/ But it flew away from her reach so/ She ran away in her sleep/ and dreamed of/ Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise/ Every time she closed her eyes.
I tell you, the more I think, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly...
– Vincent van Gogh (via loveyourchaos)
As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of...
– Charles Baudelaire (via lavandula)
Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which...
– Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via laceandcake)
The scariest moment is always just before you start.
– Stephen King (via misswallflower)