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I lay beneath the stars of another sky in the black grass at midnight. Midnight breathed, slow and lazy, and I thought about you, about us, about sharp and shining moments plucked from my imagination like a thorn
Adam Zagajewski, from “For M.,” Without End: New and Selected Poems (Farrar, Starus, and Giroux, 2002)
finita–la–commedia:
Be silent, guard your tongue, and keep All inmost thoughts and feelings deep Within your heart concealed. There let Them in their courses rise and set, Like stars in jewelled night, unheard: Admire them, and say not a word.
— Fyodor Tyutchev, from “Silentium!”, trans. John Dewe, Selected Poems (Brimstone Press, 2014)
Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul.
Walt Whitman (via quotemadness)
There is something in me maybe someday to be written; now it is folded, and folded, and folded, like a note in school.
Sharon Olds (via quotemadness)
Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse
Send me some questions, personal or not, anonymously or not.
[text] I miss you. Where are you now?
[text] I am abroad. Seeking a clean winter landscape to escape the chaotic colours of a fading autumn.
[text] Where would you like me to be instead, old friend?
devilsfool:
[text] North, clearly. XD
[text] I would love to have you–would you be interested in coming to New Orleans or would you prefer I meet you elsewhere? I’ve been trying to convince Louis that Christmas somewhere with snow would be lovely, but I think he must need constant heat, like a reptile.
[text] I’ll have you know that I spent a full minute trying to understand what ‘XD’ stood for. How quaint that you’ve become accustomed to the trendy lingo.
[text] New Orleans is charmingly dreary during this time of year. I would be happy to join the pair of you. Perhaps we might have a miraculous sprinkle of snow to make a fair compromise for both of you.
Five minutes later:
[text] LOL
I did not always think he was right nor did he always think I was right but we were each the person the other trusted.
Joan Didion (via quotemadness)
I realise there’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re experts at letting things go.
Jeffrey McDaniel (via quotemadness)
"I really love you." He knows David knows, but Lestat still likes reminding him.
The words make him smile. An amusement to it, yes, accompanied by sincere delight. “As I love you. I do wonder what I’ve done as of late to deserve the sentiment. Or have you simply missed my company?”
[text] I miss you. Where are you now?
[text] I am abroad. Seeking a clean winter landscape to escape the chaotic colours of a fading autumn.
[text] Where would you like me to be instead, old friend?
devilsfool:
[text] Abroad where?
[text] I’d never presume to tell you quite where to be, David. But I would be lying if I didn’t tell you that seeing you this December would delight me.
[text] I’m not entirely certain. There is endless winter in all directions. The cellular service is dodgy.
[text] Then I shall make it a point to visit with you. I’m certain you have much to share with me. A litany of new adventures, hm? There is no need to wait until December. I can seek you out if you wish.
Her beauty drowned me. As I sat in front of her I felt that I would do anything mad for her, anything she asked of me. She was color, brilliance, strangeness.
Anaïs Nin, Henry and June (via vrykolach)
Is it true that you are worried about unleashing your darker side in case you cannot control it again after that?
I . . .
I think there has always been some nugget of self within me that is dark. Looking back upon the course of my life I can recognize where it manifested. In the angry rebellion of the young man I was. In the bitterness of the old man that I became. Hidden always behind the illusion of self that I was pressed to become, by society and within the hallowed halls of the Talamasca.
It’s why I sought out the mysteries of Candomblé. Courting the Orishas, communing with the spirits. Immersing myself in practices and a lifestyle that was the extreme opposite of the anodyne order of my British brethren. I wanted to throw off the skin of everything that I was to become something else. That too was, perhaps, spurred by the brashness of youth.
While I am ever the gentleman killer I must confess there are occasions where I find myself tempted to violence. To casual brutality. As if the beast within my soul is raging against the carefully crafted cage of my development. I lack confidence in sampling even a taste of what I could become if I relented such control.
Nor do I wish for my loved ones to endure experiencing me going down such a slippery slope.
Anon on or off, spam my inbox with questions for my muse.
First Reference To Drinking Tea Found In England
A shopping list dating back to the 1600s has been found in a West Yorkshire archive. It was made to be given to an apothecary, who would collect the requested items and deliver them to Temple Newsam house near Leeds. Written December 8th, 1644, the list includes a request for 13 bottles of “china drink."
Before this discovery the earliest reference to drinking tea in England was an entry in Samuel Pepys’ diary from 1660.
Did you keep anything that belongs to the Talamasca?
Nothing.
Only memories.
On certain nights, I would be glad to be rid even of those.
There is no love to be had between the Order, the Elders and myself. They keep their respectful distance from me.
Rather wise of them.
