February 2012
January 2012
To deliver oneself up, hand oneself over, entrust oneself completely to the...
– Thomas Merton is 97 today. (January 31, 1915 – December 10, 1968) was a 20th century Anglo-American Catholic writer. A Trappist monk of the Abbey of Gethsemani, Kentucky, he was a poet, social activist and student of comparative religion. In 1949, he was ordained to the priesthood and given the name...
Why are you never alone with me
Deep woman, deeper than the abyss
To which the...
– Yvan Goll, Multiple femme from Gaston Bachelard’s The Poetics of Reverie (via frenchtwist)
Her life with others no longer interests him. He wants only her stalking beauty,...
– Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient (via frenchtwist)
The color of a woman’s stockings is not necessarily in the likeness of her eyes,...
– Max Morise (via frenchtwist)
Little solace comes
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
...
– Mark Z. Danielewski (House of Leaves)
via ginger-ninja (via frenchtwist)
Ah, the bright stars of the night.
Almost they obliterate the clear white pain…...
– Elizabeth Redfern, The Music of the Spheres (via frenchtwist)
The problem of woman is the most marvelous and disturbing problem in all the...
– André Breton, 1929 (via frenchtwist)
You must descend from
your head into your heart.
At present your thoughts of...
– Saint Theophan the Recluse (an orthodox monk from 19th century Russia). With many thanks to The Beauty We Love. (via crashinglybeautiful)
Crashingly Beautiful: Fire Script →
crashinglybeautiful:
During the heavy months my life caught fire only when I made love with you. The firefly too lights up and goes out, lights up and goes out —by quick glimpses we follow its route among the olive trees in the darkness of night. During the heavy months the soul sat indolent and crushed, but the…