Words & Tea

Cate. 27. Leeds, UK.

[mrspacino]

Leonard Cohen, 1970

[couldbeanastronaut]

[oldwinesoul]

When I get up in the morning, my real concern is to discover whether or not l'm in a state of grace. And if I make that investigation and discover that I'm not in a state of grace, I try to go to bed.

A state of grace is that kind of balance with which you ride the chaos that you find around you. It's not a matter of resolving the chaos, because there is something arrogant and warlike about putting the world in order.

// Leonard Cohen

[mournfulroses]

Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust

[mournfulroses]

Clarice Lispector, from her novel titled "Água Viva," originally published in 1973

[greatestlittlegiant]

always thinking of that “i couldn’t stop wasting time” quote

[greatestlittlegiant]

song of the summer!!

[illustratus]

Lovers on a Moonlit Lane by John Atkinson Grimshaw

[poetic-questions]

—Franz Kafka, "The Diaries" (from the travel diaries, 1912)

[bitchontheprairie]

carved into a cobblestone in brussels, photo via maarten inghels

[victoriapedroza]

Lagunita, 2019

Sticker here

purgatorie

[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.

[weltenwellen]

when Florence Welsh said "What a thing to admit that when someone looks at me with real love I don't like it very much / Kinda makes me feel like I'm being crushed"

[weltenwellen]

Sense8

[aer-head-deactivated20250315]

outside of \ in the core of things,

pastels

[surqrised]

“I think you lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world inside you.”

— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

[cache-e]

“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”

Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939

[biancolatte]

Les Amants du Pô, Claude Nori

[chronicintrovert]

i can't do this anymore! i mean i can, and i will, obviously. but i can't fucking do this anymore!

[centrally-unplanned]

Area Man Who Has "Had Enough" Wakes Up Next Morning at 6:30 AM to Commute to Work Again

[louisegluck]

Mary Oliver, from “Summer Morning.” [ID in alt text]