May 2013
23 posts
Pitch-black winter nights live in my bones.
– Friedrich Nietzsche, from Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
I cannot be tossed about, or float gently, or mix with other people.
– Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)
Even as a child I had always been hurting. I was born a weeping willow in a...
– unknown (via delicateswans)
April 2013
100 posts
nubesque:
“Do not fall in love with people like me we will take you to museums and parks and monuments and kiss you in every beautiful place so that you can never go back to them without tasting us like blood in your mouth”
As silence falls I am dissolved utterly and become featureless and scarcely to...
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)
You burn
me.
– Sappho, from Fragments of Sappho: If Not Winter (translated by Anne Carson)