August 2011
“One girl’s arms cradled a malignant, two-headed creature — a tiny thing with one...”
– Robert Leslie Bellem, Labyrinth of Monsters
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“The night is my nudity
the stars are my teeth
I throw myself among the dead...”
– Georges Bataille, I throw myself among the dead, from The Impossible, translation by Robert Hurley (via frenchtwist)
“How long will you demand I love you?
I’m through, I won’t make
any more...”
– Margaret Atwood, from Power Politics (via proustitute)
“When he was buried, my soul reposed in peace and quiet and in such a fragrance...”
– St. Catherine of Siena, Letters of Catherine Benincasa (St. Catherine of Siena as seen in her letters)
“Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly,...”
– Joyce Carol Oates
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“But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language....”
– Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
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crashinglybeautiful:
He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon. I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow. I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole should be left in this name; and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true...
