“I’ve learned a lot this year. I learned that things don’t always turn our the way you planned, or the way you think they should. And I’ve learned that there are things that go wrong that don’t always get fixed or get put back together the way they were before. I’ve learned that some broken things stay broken, and I’ve learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones, as long as you have people who love you”
— Jennifer Weiner
Carne (Gaspar Noé, 1991)
“if you are to be the sun, i am to be icarus, a fool fated to fall, and burn, before i ever reach you. even on wings of wax, i would fly towards you.”
— hallow-bird (via wnq-writers)
“It is like an illness: the desire to see someone, the strong, deep yearning. No, I have not explained it. I was working today, writing. My head was busy: my mind was filled with the work. Yet all the while I was conscious of a physical pain–a gnawing–as if a piece of me had been cut off. And the mind could do nothing about it. It was physical: it was in the veins, in the blood, in the skin. That is why human relationships are dangerous–because the mind has no power over them.”
— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Linotte: The Early Diary Of Anaïs Nin (1914-1920)
“I always knew that you would hurt me to death some day, but I hoped to choose the time and place. I can love and I can do practically nothing else. I was the wrong sort of person for you to have to do with. You want a world of people falling over each other like puppies, people to quarrel and play with, people who rage and ache instead of people who burn.”
— Rebecca West, from a letter to H.G. West written c. March 1913 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923–1927
“All day today I’ve had the most gentle, quivering joy, because I’m beginning to heal. Consciously, happily, I feel that I am being born anew, that I am beginning once again to take possession of the light.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Galateia Kazantzaki wr. c. August 1922 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Rumi, from “Unseen Rain; Quatrains of Rumi,” originally publ. c. 1986
Gail White, from Sonnets in a Hostile World; “Non Carpe Diem,” published c. August 2011
“Wildly tender, and whimsical, talkative, paradoxically awkward,”
— Colette, tr. by Matthew Ward, from The Collected Stories; “The Cure,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
“How kind you are—how kindly and gently you speak to me—Some things you say are very touching, and some, surprising—and although I am aware that you unconsciously exaggerate what I can be to you, yet it is delightful to be broad awake and think of you as my friend.”
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning, from a letter to Robert Browning c. June 1845 (via violentwavesofemotion)
“I thought that i was dreaming when you said you loved me”
— Frank Ocean - Blonde (hatin)
“I wept and wept. I had come to believe that if I really wanted something badly enough, the very act of my wanting it was an assurance that I would not get it.”
— Audre Lorde, from “Zami: A New Spelling of my Name,” published c. 1982 (via violentwavesofemotion)
L’Officiel Paris 1994 - Beverly Peele by Bruno Bisang
“In the end the only thing that might excuse me for the failure that is my life is the vague, absentminded way in which I go walking down every road on earth.”
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Dulce María Loynaz, Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems; “Poema XLIII” (tr. James O’Connor)
[Original: Lo único que al final me disculpará del fracas de mi vida, es esta inconsciencia, esta vaguedad con que ya voy por todos los caminos.]
