The cut that was made in me was made when I was small. Everything that happened, after, was just play acting.
— Cynthia Cruz, from “Bambule,” Hotel Oblivion
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The cut that was made in me was made when I was small. Everything that happened, after, was just play acting.
— Cynthia Cruz, from “Bambule,” Hotel Oblivion
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Beetroot - Romeo & Juliet
Along this text the word Juliet appears 180 times and the word Romeo another 308 times. We finally brought them together with 55,440 red lines.
life getting hard? this solution really worked for me:
self imposed exile
“And I say to myself: A moon will rise from my darkness.”
— Mahmoud Darwish
“I am from there. I am from here. I am not there and I am not here. I have two names, which meet and part, and I have two languages. I forget which of them I dream in.”
— Mahmoud Darwish, a Palestinian poet
You who read me—are you certain you understand my language?
Jorge Luis Borges, from “The Library of Babel,” Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings (New Directions, 1964)(via minima–moralia)
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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tbh i am not the person you want to be texting in an emergency, my notifications are off and i’m on Do Not Disturb. i haven’t had a ringtone since the dark years of ‘06. i’ll text u back in four (business) months like “hope that worked out, the Lord works in mysterious ways xx”
Loving me isn’t easy, I have sharp edges, I have missing parts.
Donte Colins (via quotemadness)
“It’s just that I belong in the quietest quiet, that’s what’s right for me.”
— Franz Kafka, in a letter to Milena Jesenská, from Letters to Milena
“I don’t know what’s the matter with me, why I’m so adept at distance, why I feel so remote from things, why life feels like a rumor.”
— David Shields, How Literature Saved My Life (via goodreadss)
how are you so quiet about it? your sadness i mean. how do you hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?
The Mirror [Зеркало] (1975, dir. Andrei Tarkovsky)