April 2012
1 post
March 2012
16 posts
“Do you remember when we met
in Gomorrah? When you were still beardless,
and I...”
– “What Lot’s Wife Would Have Said (If She Wasn’t A Pillar of Salt),” Karen Finneyfrock (via clavicola)
“Kill me by giving me a grenade
and telling me that it’s your heart.
I don’t...”
– 42. it feels like a burden, Shinji Moon (via shinjimoon)
“I wish we were farmers, I wish we knew how to grow sweet potatoes and milk cows....”
– Metric, Calculation Theme (via gypsydance)
“You’re not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via tarrinj)
“When you were sick you worried because you could not give me something that you...”
– An excerpt from a letter that Richard Feynman wrote to his late wife, 16 months after she passed away at the age of 25. (via helplesslyamazed)
February 2012
16 posts
“What can you say about a twenty-five year old girl who died? That she was...”
– Erich Segal (via clavicola)
“I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about...”
– House of Leaves. Mark Z. Danielewski. (submitted by kitschmonster) (via quote-book)
“What if she was meant to be, or could have been, someone important in my life? I...”
– Peter Cameron (via thresca)
“Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your...”
– Derek Walcott, from “Love After Love” (via proustitute)
“But the best thing about getting your heart broken is that, once everything is...”
– Getting Your Heart Broken Isn’t So Bad | Thought Catalog (via 52hearts)
“[Here the heavy heart, there non omnis moriar—
just three little words, like a...”
– Wisława Szymborska, from “Autotomy”, translated by S. Barańczak and C. Cavanagh, in Poems New and Collected
The poet Wisława Szymborska died on the 1st February 2012 at the age of 88.
(via the-final-sentence)
January 2012
41 posts
“There is only one heart in my body, have mercy on me.”
– Franz Wright, One Heart (via human-voices)
“One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter.”
– Henry David Thoreau (via misswallflower)
“[when i recovered consciousness,
i was told that you were lost to me forever....”
– Tina Shireen Salleh, from wave: a short story (via the-final-sentence)
“She was wearing one of my pajama suits, and had the sleeves rolled up. When she...”
– Albert Camus, L’Étranger (via lovelessramblings)
the cinnamon peeler's wife: (73) →
clavicola:
I left no trace of myself in his home save for a ring on his bedside table from a cup of coffee he made me in the morning.
Come and go, I come and go.
At times I had loved like a phantom. I left nothing but the smallest traces: a mark on the neck of a man who never noticed it, a…
“But then he tells me good-bye anyway.”
– Laurie Faria Stolarz, from Deadly Little Secret (thanks, inloveandinaworldoflostthings)
“Your first time out of the country
of your own skin, I didn’t bring a map.
...”
– Heather Sommer, Traveler (via grammatolatry)
“I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me...”
– Charles Bukowski (via andwhisper)
