April 2011
You know, they say that there is a part
of the human chest that if you strike...
– Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, excerpt from Not As Smart As I Think I Am (via align)
If I tell you I love you, can I keep you forever?
– Casper (via eletheowl)
She’s mad, but she’s magic.
– Charles Bukowski
(via suzywire)
Then he sent me this today
Rasul Allah (sal Allahu alaihi wa sallam) said: “Shall I inform you which woman will enter Paradise?” The Sahaba replied: “Yes, most certainly.” Rasul Allah (sal Allahu alaihi wa sallam) said, “The woman who has children, is lovable, when she becomes angry the husband consoles her, and when the husband becomes angry she says that as long as you do not become pleased with me, I will not even apply...
Sometimes he makes her so happy she thinks she’s about to burst; other times she...
– Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard’s Egg. (via literallyrash)
Retreat at first light
quietly-explosive:
She stands before all my warning signs with a lit torch, awaiting my signal, ready to set them all ablaze.
It seemed unreasonable, unfair, that a woman so young and beautiful should be so...
– Haruki Murakami, Dance, Dance, Dance (1994)
I was running from one problem or place to another, with no time left to study,...
– Dreamland by Sarah Dessen (via withstanding)
Sylvia Plath - Poetry's Lioness: adriftinspace: I... →
adriftinspace:
I can’t deceive myself out of the bare stark realization that no matter how enthusiastic you are, no matter how sure that character is fate, nothing is real, past or future, when you are alone in your room with the clock ticking loudly into the false cheerful brilliance of the…
You’ve got a bad case of being over there. The only cure is being over here.
– I Wrote This For You: The Distance To Me (via kari-shma)
Trying to write about love is ultimately like trying to have a dictionary...
– The Lover’s Dictionary; David Levithan (via 52hearts)
{l’ho provato sulla mia pelle}: A love letter... →
52hearts:
To many it is obvious — I’ve got the likes of you written all over me, in ink no less. And the string of words and phrases you’ve got me wearing feel never ending, going from line after line to pages upon pages, to the point where you could no longer see the pale of my skin, but only the…
Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.
– Bob Marley (via kari-shma)
Concentrated Nerd Juice: 05/04/11“Ward 18, Bed 45... →
quantumwoman:
05/04/11 “Ward 18, Bed 45 Case Summary” by Wan [Patient’s name], in his 60s, retired, a chronic smoker; (also a son, a father, an uncle) complained of dysphagia for the past week (when we’re the ones who should be admitted for our refusal to swallow this) echocardiogram showed chronic dilated…
Saturday.
Lying on your bed, accompanied by the childhood soft toy you’ve had since age five.
Flipping through photo albums featuring a curly-haired schoolboy in uniform. With the most charming grin, ever so familiar.
And hearing you tell me you’ve cleared out space in your closet for me.
If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think...
– Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
quantumwoman:
The plan was to just survive
Wrap myself in a cocoon on wheels riding to my supposed end, the outside world blurred in perpetual motion like the view outside a moving train.
Travel with the lightest possible baggage, everywhere else a point on a two dimensional plane.
Pack myself up in a collection of freeze frames and put them up on appropriate cues.
The plan was to just...
#740
achoiceinthematter:
Someone who calls me out on my bullshit. and still loves me.
03apr : oh dear
peachdrug:
turn down your engine. and fix my thick boned antenna. cardiac shelled, if my skull can lead me for once, we’ll try to let the strings flee to what it means to feel softness together.
There are some people, they are like countries. When you are with them, that is...
– Christopher Isherwood, The World in the Evening (via sunsetsinexile) And you don’t need any visa or green card. (via professionalwidow)