April 2012
38 posts
he went to his lover
and she comforted him —
in the palm of her hand
he was...
– John Kinsella, from “Fragments from a World without Water” (via the-final-sentence)
I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the...
– Haruki Murakami (via wisdom-justiceandlove)
Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.
– Allen Ginsberg (via akabunny)
Learn, he says, that there will be hours, days
and months ahead of feeling...
– Charles Bukowski (via wisdom-justiceandlove)
And I finally understand those sailors who plant their lips to the ground; I do...
– Shane Koyczan, “Pulse”. (via wisdom-justiceandlove)
Ruin is a promise
we make to each other.
– Katie Ford, from “Beirut” (via awritersruminations)
Neither of us needed to say a word as we hurried back down the hill.
– Christopher Plummer, from In Spite of Myself: A Memoir (thanks, mrsnedstark)
Here’s what I know about the realm of possibility—
it is always...
– David Levithan
Then I will wake up.
– Lucy Christopher, from Stolen (thanks, nordwvy)
They were so young, and so full of what their music and their movies and their...
– Excerpt from The Story by mrgoshcantlaugh. (via wearemostaliveindreams)
None of them, really. Jack Kerouac, Kurt Vonnegut, they’re all starter drugs for...
– John Freeman, on The Awl, answering the question: “What books make you cringe to remember reading?” (via truefricktion)
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to...
– Anais Nin
Love and I once had a great relationship, but I fear we’ve broken up. It...
– David Levithan
The long silences need to be loved, perhaps
more than the words
which arrive...
– Franz Wright, from “Home Remedy” (via the-final-sentence)