Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.

“Touch comes before sight, before speech. It is the first language and the last, and it always tells the truth.” ― Margaret Atwood Vent for gildedmercy.

[art-mirrors-art]

Adrian Piper - Everything Will Be Taken Away (2004)

[strangeloopstrangeloop]

[leohearts]

Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.

(via leohearts)

[olearypoetry]

[thequotejournals]

I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.

Frida Kahlo, The Diary Of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait (via wordsnquotes)

[soracities]

“My eyes ache with the weight of unshed tears, you are my home, do you not understand?”

— Amy Lowell, from A Dome of Many-coloured Glass; The Fruit Garden. (via xshayarsha)

[books-n-quotes]

You can’t force love, I realized. It’s there or it isn’t. If it’s not there, you’ve got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you’ve got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.

Richelle Mead, Frostbite (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

“I really don’t know what I love you means. I think it means Don’t leave me here alone.”

— Neil Gaiman, Adventures in the Dream Trade (via books-n-quotes)

[soracities]

“If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.”

— Henry Rollins, Black Coffee Blues

[4seashellsontheseashore-blog-de]

a lot of love and a lot of worry inside me

[antonskey]

Donna Tartt novels, a summary

[theglasschild]

“Someday you’re gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You’ll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing.”

— Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

[soracities]

“- The big miracle is your power to raise the dead. - Love does that. And it raised me, too. How alive do you think I was—before?”

— Kurt Vonnegut, from “Mother Night,” originally published c. 1961 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[monachopsis-people]

[books-n-quotes]

“Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.”

— Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone (via books-n-quotes)

[gaskilled]

Arthur would be so mad st me for bringing someone back over but he insistedto have someone to sit with and I am so weepy.

[books-n-quotes]

“There’s zero correlation between being the best talker and having the best ideas.”

— Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking (via books-n-quotes)