The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is...– Vladimir Nabokov (Speak, Memory)
I think it’s brave to try to be happy. You’ve gotten so comfortable being...– Pushing Daisies (via marinabarrade)
The first step of getting a new book. →
marinabarrade: Marc. Thanks.
There is only so much leeway a person can give until it becomes bitter obligation rather than healthy compromise. And language - how it elucidates and confounds at the same time.
Being apart and lonely is like rain →
lifeagainstdeath: Loneliness Being apart and lonely is like rain. It climbs toward evening from the ocean plains; from flat places, rolling and remote, it climbs to heaven, which is its old abode. And only when leaving heaven drops upon the city. It rains down on us in those twittering hours when the streets turn their faces to the dawn, and when two bodies who have found nothing, dissapointed...
Processed clean water Demands stringent hygiene With high standards of chemical infusion To make it safe to drink So when you buy a bottle of low-grade H20 And taste the oddness, the “dirty” in it You might want to throw it away And get better water. But there are some who accept The unnatural, unclean tartness in the water Knowing full well the redundancy Of being particular,...
When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however...– Arthur Conan Doyle; The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes (via wordpainting)
be glad & young: advice →
braided: this is the truest and most helpful thing i have read in a long time. the bold emphasis is mine. from sugar’s rumpus advice column: tiny beautiful things - a letter she would have written to herself when she was in her 20s. so astonishingly and startlingly relevant… “You are not a terrible…