s.

"half hope, half agony"

[lemondropsandchimney]

As I'm getting older, I'm starting to lose my understanding of love. Love used to be more simple and understandable, but now my head cannot really picture it clearly.

[sversify]

"I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful."

Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out

[sversify]

"I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour to consider what has happened to my world, what death has done to my world."

Virginia Woolf, The Waves

[sversify]

"Beauty was not everything. Beauty had this penalty — it came too readily, came too completely. It stilled life — froze it."

Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

[sversify]

"I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?"

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[sversify]

"Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted."

Sylvia Plath

[sversify]

"I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between."

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[sversify]

"I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited."

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[sversify]

Following the mirage

here I am at the water's edge

without the feeling of thirst.

Abbas Kiarostami, Walking with the Wind

[sversify]

"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? .."

Friedrich Nietzsche

[escuerzoresucitado]

Close-up (1990), Abbas Kiarostami.

[sversify]

"Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings- always darker, emptier and simpler."

Friedrich Nietzsche

[navk]

Sometimes you think you won’t be able bear it, until you do. And you realize that for better or for worse, life goes on, things get better, with or without. And that you can do more than just bear it, you can live past it. Learn and grow from it. Some plans may have changed along the way, some of the faces may be different, some promises may have been broken -shattered even, but the dream remains even if it is slightly altered. Sure, perhaps some things will never be the same. But perhaps they aren’t supposed to be.

[weltenwellen]

It’s weird to grow up in a family where you know you’re loved but you don’t feel loved. And then later in adulthood you understand how almost impossible it seems to cross that distance and let yourself experience closeness, how otherworldly love feels now and how love feels unbearable at times. You flinch when someone tries to wholeheartedly love you. And over and over you see so clearly how you cannot be loved unless it's from afar and love is mixed with that familiar sensation of distance and coldness.

[sversify]

"I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me."

Virginia Woolf, The Waves

[sversify]

"But how could you live and have no story to tell?"

Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights.

[sversify]

"My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime?"

Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights