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“A book ought to be an ice pick, to break up the frozen sea within us.”
– Franz Kafka (via g0ssipquirrell)
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wolves
I do not want to be reflecting any more, envying and despising unreflective things, finding pathos in dogs and undeveloped handwriting, and young girls doing their hair and all the castles of sand flushed by the children’s bedtime, level with the shore.
The tide comes in and goes out again. I do not want to be always stressing either its flux or its permanence. I do not want to be a tragic...
“Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via absentia)
Tu me manques, même là où avant toi, je suis allée...
I miss you even where, before you, I went alone.
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“I am lost, you see. I am drowned, flooded with love. I don’t know if I...”
– Alfred de Musset
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ilkinaland asked: I fell in love with your blog!
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