December 2011
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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people. Once, in the park, when...
– “Raise High The Roofbeam, Carpenters” JDS
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The Man-Moth”
Here, above,
cracks in the buildings are filled with...
– Elizabeth Bishop
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chillwave replied to your post: well
can’t wait until The Graduate 2: Decisions Have Consequences.
I’d pay 9.75 for that ticket. And sneak in a purse burrito.
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hasshegotyousnowed answered your question: well
seriously! why do they have to wind up pursuing what will most likely be the same sort of loveless marriage their parents have?
EXACTLY. Plus they barely know each other — they’ve been on one date? It’s just desperate and awful.
well
i just watched the graduate and it tricked me like it always does by being really funny the first half and then turning into the saddest thing ever.
cheer me up.
If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it...
– Everything is Illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer (via seabois)
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For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of...
– T. S. Eliot, from “The Dry Salvages” in The Four Quartets
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When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and...
– John Berger, “Ev’ry Time We Say Goodbye,” in Keeping a Rendezvous (via invisiblestories)
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Frank X. Gaspar, "It Was So Dark Inside the Wolf"
All day with nothing on my mind, the soft old couch, the heating pad, a book of Tennessee Williams’s letters, tea, camembert, beer, soup, dozing, speaking in tongues off in my drowsing mind, invoking this or that god, thinking of raising my fortunes, thinking of all of this swimming forward without me someday, this bag of small wishes, the greatest sorrows indelible and indistinct in the...
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The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to...
– Osho (via omnious)
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W.S. Merwin, from "The Love of October"
airwalker:
A child looking at ruins grows younger but cold and wants to wake to a new name I have been younger in October than in all the months of spring
(via leda-swanson)
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During the monsoon, on my last morning, all this Beethoven and rain.
– Michael Ondaatje, Running in the Family (via hymnal)
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