"You have no idea what a charming memory you are to me."
| ~ Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters (via voiceless-point-of-view)|
"What I want
| ~ Sylvia Plath, The Eye-Mote (via whyallcaps)|
"Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories."
| ~ Haruki Murakami, A Wild Sheep Chase (via observando)|
"I have sea foam in my veins, I understand the language of waves."
| ~ Jean Cocteau, from Le Testament d’Orphée (Les Éditions Cinégraphiques, 1960)|
"The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack."
| ~ Keith Miller (via quotethat)|
"Don’t be so vain to think that you ruined me,
|~ Amanda Helm, The Day I Learned That I was Broken (via hellanne)|
"I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something."
|~ Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via hellanne)|
"But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came."
| ~ Virginia Woolf, The Years (via larmoyante)|