aes. sideblog

@holyvvork

[prettynerdieworks]

[soracities]

“what loneliness, / the solitude / of thought before language”

— Denise Levertov, from “Witness: Incommunicado”, Sands of the Well

[soracities]

Sujata Bhatt, from “Truth is Mute″, Poppies in Translation

[Text ID: “love will be silent with love.”]

[evenstar-ing]

[lauleemc]

[prettynerdieworks]

[lauleemc]

[naturaekos]

“If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?”

— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

[quotemadness]

“What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.”

— Anaïs Nin

[quotemadness]

“There is some kind of a sweet innocence in being human - in not having to be just happy or just sad - in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the same time.”

— C. JoyBell C.

[luthienne]

“But how do I break free, let go?”

— Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

[luthienne]

“…And now I am trying to master the Hell in my life, to bring all the darkness into the light. It is time, high time, that I grew up.”

— May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude

[luthienne]

“Do you understand yourself? You are attempting to express such inexpressible things.”

— Henry Miller, in a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953

[luthienne]

“I confess since I’ve been away this time my need or wish for people has absolutely fled. I don’t know what it is to be lonely, and I love to be solitary.”

— Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to J.M. Murry, dated December 1920

[keithsweatshop]

my favorite thing to do is not talk

[thequotejournals]

“Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.”

— Josephine Hart, Damage

[star-spangled-dorrito]

If I tell you to shut up and your answer is “Make me” I WILL punch you in the teeth because I have no time for this pseudo sexual tension you’re imagining between us.