December 2009
“Don’t you know you can’t do anything about people?”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via nevver) (via libraryland)
“’ I wish I could say everything there was to say in one word. I hate all the...”
– Leonard Cohen (via whokilled) (via smut-to-go) (via crashinglybeautiful) (via lapetitebaobab) (via libraryland)
“She no longer believed in talk. It never rescued anything.
~Alice Sebold”
– (via iwannotowidigdo)
It's Raining In Love
libraries:
five5five:
yourisland:
I don’t know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot.
-Richard Brautigan
“Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is really worth the trouble?...”
– Miranda July (via meerissa) (via libraryland)
“When it’s in a book I don’t think it’ll hurt any more …exist any more. One of...”
– (via iwannotowidigdo) (via libraryland)
i can't be running back and forth forever between...
synecdoche:
- franny and zooey
Seymour
andneverbefound:
“When was writing ever your profession? It’s never been anything but your religion. Never. I’m a little over-excited now. Since it is your religion, do you know what you will be asked when you die?
But let me tell you first what you won’t be asked. You won’t be asked if you were working on a wonderful, moving piece of writing when you died. You won’t be asked if it was long or...
phamnmi:
Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You’re by no means alone on that score, you’ll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You’ll learn from them -...
“probably for every man there is at least one city that sooner or later turns...”
– j.d. salinger
Excerpted from Kafka on the Shore, by Haruki...
youmightfindyourself:
Cash isn’t the only thing I take from my father’s study when I leave home. I take a small, old gold lighter—I like the design and feel of it—and a folding knife with a really sharp blade. Made to skin deer, it has a five-inch blade and a nice heft. Probably something he bought on one of his trips abroad. I also take a sturdy, bright pocket flashlight out of a drawer. Plus...
neverneverland:
the elephant dreams with you now. the curve of space bends and laughs.
charles bukowski (link via partyhats)
