Fantôme.

Da tanti dolori liso il cuore, ecco, si ruppe.

[muhtesemz]

حبيتك بالصيف، حبيتك بالشتي

وعيونك الصيف وعيوني الشتي

ملقانا يا حبيبي، خلف الصيف وخلف الشتي

I loved you in the summer, I waited for you in the winter.

And your eyes are summer and my eyes are winter.

And our reunion, oh my love, is beyond summer and winter.

[myborderland]

La vita d’una persona consiste in un insieme d’avvenimenti di cui l’ultimo potrebbe anche cambiare il senso di tutto l’insieme, non perché conti di più dei precedenti ma perché inclusi in una vita gli avvenimenti si dispongono in un ordine che non è cronologico, ma risponde a un’architettura interna.

Italo Calvino

[goodreadss]

“It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via goodreadss)

[baltatyla]

[goodreadss]

“There’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.”

— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“You’re afraid of imagination and even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the responsibility that begins in dreams. But you have to sleep and dreams are a part of sleep. When you’re awake you can suppress imagination but you can’t suppress dreams.”

— Haruki Murakami (via goodreadss)

[myborderland]

“Non esiste il tradito, il traditore, il giusto e l'empio, esiste l'amore finché dura e la città finché non crolla.”

— Erri De Luca (via fantasticazioni)

[goodreadss]

“One must accept the fact that others don’t see what you do.”

— Louise Bourgeois (via goodreadss)

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“If you died it would be like my bones had been removed. No one would know why, but I would collapse.”

— Sarah Kane, from Crave

[goodreadss]

“I am myself. That is not enough.”

— Sylvia Plath, excerpt from “The Jailer” (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”

— Pablo Neruda, excerpt from Sonnett XVII (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.”

— Carl Gustav Jung (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.”

— Sylvia Plath (via goodreadss)

[goodreadss]

“You are, at once, both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.”

— Franz Kafka (via goodreadss)

[frugiperda]

“Non si può perdonare la vile debolezza di dimostrare amore verso chi ci abbandona.”

— Molière, Il Tartufo