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Sometimes my ribcage holds rotten air and dead dreams, but mostly, it weighs of nothingness.
#06, february 21st, ‘17. (via kocshei)
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“It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
— E.M. Forster, from A Room with a View (Penguin Essentials, 2011)
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“But the heart has its own memory and I have forgotten nothing.”
— Albert Camus, from The Fall (Vintage Books, 1957)
I miss you more than I remember you.
Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous (Penguin, 2019)
“I have had days stare back at me as if to say, let’s see who will darken first.”
— William Olsen, from “The Day After the Day of the Dead,” Field Guide to Prose Poetry: Contemporary Poets in Discussion and Practice, ed. Gary L. McDowell and F. Daniel Rzicznek (Rose Metal Press, 2010)
There is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for.
Haruki Murakami (via goodreadss)