Perks of Carbon Monoxide

I only do this til im dizzy, then I lay down and watch the clouds. (if you're looking for infinity, just close your eyes.)

[joanlattanzio]

I look to the sea, to the sky, to what is unintelligible and distantly near.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

Yes, I said to myself, I too love everything that flows: rivers, sewers, lava, semen, blood, bile, words, sentences.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

I believe that today more than ever a book should be sought after even if it has only one great page in it: we must search for fragments, splinters, toenails, anything that has ore in it, anything that is capable of resuscitating the body and soul.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

Lust, crime, holiness: the lives of my adored ones, the failures of my adored ones, the words they left behind them, the words they left unfinished; the good they dragged after them and the evil, the sorrow, the discord, the rancor, the strife they created. But above all, the ecstasy!

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

Fay ce que vouldras!… fay ce que vouldras!” Do anything, but let it produce joy. Do anything, but let it yield ecstasy.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

Love and hate, despair, pity, rage, disgust—what are these amidst the fornications of the planets? What is war, disease, cruelty, terror, when night presents the ecstasy of myriad blazing suns? What is this chaff we chew in our sleep if it is not the remembrance of fang-whorl and star cluster.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

How many thousand times, in walking through the streets at night, have I wondered if the day would ever come again when she would be at my side: all those yearning looks I bestowed on the buildings and statues, I had looked at them so hungrily, so desperately, that by now my thoughts must have become a part of the very buildings and statues, they must be saturated with my anguish.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

And I was afraid, terribly afraid, that some day you’d go back on me, die on my hands. And I would be left high and dry with my idea of you simply, and nothing to sustain it. I should never forgive you for that.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

I haven’t any allegiance, any responsibilities, any hatreds, any worries, any prejudices, any passion. I’m neither for nor against. I’m a neutral.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

The predominant note will seem one of bitterness, and bitterness there is, to the full. But there is also a wild extravagance, a mad gaiety, a verve, a gusto, at times almost a delirium.

Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller

[joanlattanzio]

It was a nothing that felt like an everything.

Young Mungo - Douglas Stuart

[joanlattanzio]

But the worst of the pain was deep inside him. Somewhere above his stomach and below his heart. He tried to search it with his fingers, but he couldn’t get at it, and it grew.

Young Mungo - Douglas Stuart

[joanlattanzio]

“Imagine all that fear and disappointment clogged up in there, and nobody stopped to ask him about it, to ask if he was happy in his life, if he was coping. None of the men could tell ye how they really felt, because if they did, they would weep, and this fuckin’ city is damp enough.”

Young Mungo - Douglas Stuart

[joanlattanzio]

It was good to put your weight on someone else, even if it was just for a short while.

Young Mungo - Douglas Stuart

[joanlattanzio]

Each of us is spirit before flesh, containing a fragment of the force that animates the universe.

The Running Grave - Robert Galbraith

[joanlattanzio]

‘I’d say people who join cults generally have something missing.’

The Running Grave - Robert Galbraith

[joanlattanzio]

I’ve been thinking about (and missing) you. And thinking about (and missing) the casual magic of our time together.

Butter honey pig bread - Francesca Ekwuyasi