MΔîDΔY

somewhere between eloquence & idiocy

[maidaymaiday]

It's not difficult to find lovers. I've been filling my time, my bed and my body with others. It's not difficult.

Maiday

[maidaymaiday]

If we were blind and had no choice, would we hate each other by the tone of our voice?

Anthrax

[maidaymaiday]

[maidaymaiday]

To change something you do not understand is the true nature of evil.

Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit - Jeanette Winterson

[maidaymaiday]

[maidaymaiday]

Ignorance should not be seen naked, but the problem is, how should we cloak it?

John Michell - Sacred Geometry

[maidaymaiday]

I got a lot to say I got a lot to say I got a lot to say I got a lot to say I can't remember now I can't remember now I can't remember now I can't remember now.

Ramones

[maidaymaiday]

[maidaymaiday]

I looked into myself like a case with you You don't weigh me down like you think you do I'm not looking to hold you down I'd rather you chose me every day I'd rather you choose me.

James Blake, Choose Me

[maidaymaiday]

[maidaymaiday]

True love waits in haunted attics. And true love lives on lollipops and crisps. Just don't leave. Don't leave.

Radiohead

[maidaymaiday]

Though we live in a world that dreams of ending; that always seems about to give in - Something that will not acknowledge conclusion insists that we forever begin.

Brendan Kennelly

[maidaymaiday]

[maidaymaiday]

If we could find our happiness entirely in someone else’s arms, we would not fear the spears of the spring, nor the city’s yammering fire alarms.

Louis MacNeice

[maidaymaiday]

We have once again succeeded in destroying what we could not create.

Stephen King

[maidaymaiday]

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

Sylvia Plath

[maidaymaiday]

The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera