"I NEED SOLITUDE FOR MY WRITING. NOT LIKE A HERMIT- THAT WOULDN'T BE ENOUGH- BUT LIKE A DEAD MAN." -KAFKA


I’m sorry for my reticence, darling.

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Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar…
— William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury (via wordsnquotes)

psychologiae:

Mount Rainier National Park, Kevin Russ

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me ft. portrait of a lady (my mother)

me ft. portrait of a lady (my mother)

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I love you," she whispered, "only you; no one but you. It was you who awoke me last summer out of a life-long, stupid dream. Oh! you have made me so unhappy with your indifference.
—Kate Chopin, The Awakening

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There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested.

There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why—when it did not seem worth while to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation. She could not work on such a day, nor weave fancies to stir her pulses and warm her blood.

—Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via faeriepetals)

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Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
—A. Tennyson, Ulysses, 65-70 (via anerobaal)

methlabrador:

whats the meaning of life? son, its those little tiny pumpkins. the ones that are mad small.  you know the ones i mean. 

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from surviving love by josh bell.

from surviving love by josh bell.