[quotefeeling]

“So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because I, too, am fluent in silence.”

— R. Arnold

[oldwinesoul]

[mournfulroses]

Marcel Proust, from a letter to Robert de Billy featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust

[soracities]

Vladimir Nabokov, letter to his wife Véra (1926), Letters to Véra (ed. Brian Boyd & trans. Olga Voronin)

[Text ID: “I love you, I’m waiting for you unbearably.”]

[interdimentional]

[freakonaaleash]

[lunamonchtuna]

— Ingmar Bergman, from a letter to Liv Ullmann (via lunamonchtuna)

[120daysofsodomm]

[gr8oldies]

[flowerytale]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Mary Bowles

[bunlly]

The human heart stripped of fat and muscle, with just the angel veins exposed.

[cosmeo]

[tamsoj]

Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems, “Widow”

[120daysofsodomm]

[lauramakabresku]

[soracities]

Vladimir Nabokov, letter to his wife Véra (1924), Letters to Véra (ed. Brian Boyd & trans. Olga Voronin)

[Text ID: “I dreamt of you last night — as if I was playing the piano and you were turning the pages for me…”]

[shisasan]

𝙵𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚟𝚜𝚔𝚢, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚟 (𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟶)