January 2011
It’s a remarkable thing that great men have usually some kind of kink, some...
– Molière, A Doctor in Spite of Himself (via dandification)
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A bird will fall frozen dead from a...
– Master Chief John James Urgayle (Viggo Mortensen) - G.I. Jane 1997 (Quoting Self-Pity by D.H. Lawrence)
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A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is...
– Antoine de Saint-Exupery (via itsnotafairytale-onthecontrary, taralikesnonsense) (via jeveuxtarevanche-)
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Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda →
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of…
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As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
– Pablo Neruda (via thesaltwaternight)
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I’m a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl.
– Bjork (via treesclaptheirhands)
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