January 2010
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I don’t hate people, I just feel better when they aren’t around.
– Charles Bukowski (via thoughtsdetained)
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I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to...
– Haruki Murakami (via suzywire)
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One thing life has taught me: if you are interested, you never have to look for...
– Eleanor Roosevelt (via enquotations)
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The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well.
– Joe Ancis (via kari-shma, chispa)
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All Day I Hear the Noise of Waters by James Joyce...
All day I hear the noise of waters Making moan, Sad as the sea-bird is when, going Forth alone, He hears the winds cry to the water’s Monotone. The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing Where I go. I hear the noise of many waters Far below. All day, all night, I hear them flowing To and fro.
(via lastchatwithphontaine)
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The winter was a cold one, but I sometimes forgot to turn on the heat, unsure...
– Haruki Murakami (via suzywire)
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In our tradition, people die three deaths. The first death is when our bodies...
– Victor Landa on Our Three Deaths (via lastchatwithphontaine)
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The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.
– George Eliot, Middlemarch (via lastchatwithphontaine)
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Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to...
– Khalil Gibran (via measart)
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Strawberry | Paisley Rekdal
I am going to fail. I’m going to fail cartilage and plastic, camera and arrow. I’m going to fail binoculars and conjugations, all the accompanying musics: I am failing, I must fail, I can fail, I have failed the way some women throw themselves into lover’s arms or out trains, fingers crossed and skirts billowing behind them. I’m going to fail the way strawberry plants fail,...
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Life is not lost by dying; life is lost minute by minute, day by dragging day,...
– Stephen Vincent Bénet