January 2011
30 posts
It is true that we are weak and sick and ugly and quarrelsome but if that is all...
– John Steinbeck
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will...
– T.S. Eliot (via babyalien-)
This living hand, now warm and capable
Of earnest grasping, would, if it were...
– John Keats, “This Living Hand” (via proustitute)
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IN A STATION OF THE METRO The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. Ezra Pound
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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via fuckyeahfitzgerald)
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Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the...
– T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Men (via mountainsoutofmolehills)
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Au milieu de l’hiver, j’ai découvert en moi un invincible été.
– Albert Camus
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If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression of...
– Sylvia Plath (via takinginthememory)
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Comme tous les rêveurs je confonds la désillusion avec la vérité.
– Jean-Paul Sartre
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