February 2012
105 posts
Summer is over and
we part, like eyelids,
like clams opening.
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Robert Hass, “Basho: A Departure”
(via the-final-sentence)
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
– William Shakespeare, All’s Well That Ends Well (via matrem)
The first draft of anything is shit.
– Ernest Hemingway. (via thewritersaddress)
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TBBT is making me cry.
In a bad way.
Good prose is like a windowpane.
– George Orwell, “Why I Write” (via thelifeguardlibrarian)
She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
– Neil Gaiman. (via frenchtouchx)
Secreted Sins: A Song of Despair →
secretedsins:
(Poema de Amor XX)
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
Write, for instance: “The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.”
The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me…
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shhh! no running in the library!: Sonnet 116 by... →
thelifeguardlibrarian:
Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering…
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it...
– E.E. Cummings (via bambooglitter)
As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
– Pablo Neruda (via larmoyante)