At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.
Jonathan Franzen (via felicefawn)
C., 29, Italian.
under rug swept.
Eventually soulmates meet, for they have the same hiding place.
Robert Brault (via ephemeralnymphe)
Roberto Bolaño, 2666
Because your existence in time and space is unique, there are lives that only you can touch.
Harry Palmer (via kari-shma)
What a wee little part of a person’s life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself. All day long, the mill of his brain is grinding, and his thoughts, not those of other things, are his history. These are his life, and they are not written. Everyday would make a whole book of 80,000 words—365 books a year. Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of the man—the biography of the man himself cannot be written. MARK TWAIN
Sheila Heti, How Should a Person Be?
Feelings that come back are feelings that never left.
Frank Ocean (via kauionalani)
It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.
Agatha Christie, An Autobiography (via zoophile)
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
Kurt Vonnegut (via mer-se)
Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of Greek myths to their private parts. I really do not care.
