October 2011
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anarttoeverything:
“Taking one’s chances is like taking a bath, because sometimes you end up feeling comfortable and warm, and sometimes there is something terrible lurking around that you cannot see until it is too late and you can do nothing else but scream and cling to a plastic duck.”
(Lemony Snicket)
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“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them - that...”
– Lao Tzu (via kari-shma)
cheatingdeath:
Radiohead - Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
“I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in...”
– Jeffrey Eugenides (via freins)
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The Build Up
Colors change, temperatures cool, the sun casts its hazy warmth on the trees: this is time I start to feel the build up.
I lost my dad and my best friend this time of year. It has been many years since their passing. Time does not heal - whoever came up with that idea is mistaken - grief becomes manageable. Or, at least more manageable in winter, spring, summer. Autumn leaves a catch in my...
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WHAT THE LIVING DO by Marie Howe
(for Todd)
Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up
waiting for the plumber I still haven’t called. This is the everyday we spoke of. It’s winter again: the sky’s a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through
the open living-room windows because...
“There’s more to light than the opposite of dark.”
– Ric Ocasek (via fire-in-the-night)
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“I walked down the hall and saw that [she] was sitting on the floor next to a chair. This is always a bad sign. It’s a slippery slope, and it’s best just to sit in chairs, to eat when hungry, to sleep and rise and work. But we have all been there. Chairs are for people, and you’re not sure if you are one.” ― Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You
“We draw our lines around these moments of pain, remain upon our islands, and...”
– Neil Gaiman (via troubled)
“Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner
but I feel more lonely in a crowed room...”
– Henry Rollins (via thenocturnals)
