February 2012
488 posts
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“Without literature, life is hell.”
– Charles Bukowski (via mostlydepressed)
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in...”
– Marcel Proust (1871–1922, France)
“And if all that is meaningless, I want to be cured
Of a craving for something I...”
– T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party (via honeychurch)
Die gerettete Zunge: cascando - Samuel Beckett →
jeoblivion:
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why not merely the despaired of occasion of wordshed is it not better abort than be barren the hours after you are gone are so leaden they will always start dragging too soon the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want bringing up the bones the old loves sockets filled once with eyes like…
