February 2012
32 posts
So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon… I talk to myself and...
– Sylvia Plath (via dreamofwhatcanbe)
One wants to turn away—and cry
for fire to break out on the stairs
and raze...
– Dana Gioia, from “Maze without a Minotaur” (via proustitute)
I had a friend, a lover. Or did I dream it? So many dreams are crowding upon me...
– Anna Kavan, Asylum Piece (via awritersruminations)
You came into the heart of our grief.
This is a house dressed in black.
– Euripides, Alkestis, translated by Anne Carson in Grief Lessons (via proustitute)
When you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to loose.
– Bob Dylan (via thenocturnals)
Love is the kind of thing that’s already happening by the time you notice it,...
– Banana Yoshimoto (via thenocturnals)
I don’t want a future, I want a present. To me this appears of greater value.
– Robert Walser, The Tanners, trans. Susan Bernofsky (via proustitute)
… desire is full
of endless distances.
– Robert Hass, from “Meditation at Lagunitas” (via proustitute)
I remember rooms that have had their part
In the steady slowing down...
– Charlotte Mew, from “Rooms” (via proustitute)
I don’t want to see you end up that way
with your body being poured like...
– (via ahuntersheart)
If we are silent for long enough,
we could start over.”
-Cyril Wong, from “A...
– (via ahuntersheart)
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I want to leave this place
unremembered.
– Fanny Howe, from “The Cenotaph” (via proustitute)
It is quiet here. Not closing our ranks
weakens us hugely. The snowflakes...
– Mary Ruefle, from “The Letter” (via proustitute)
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
– Franz Kafka (via kafkaesque-world)
Don’t try to fool the fist that’s tightening right beneath your heart.”
-Ted...
– (via ahuntersheart)
I don’t have a shadow anymore, either. Ah my shadow, my dear shadow. I should...
– André Breton, from “The Forest in the Axe,” trans. Bill Zavatsky and Zack Rogow (via proustitute)
The memory of you is what stays up, your body what subsides. Your ghost remains...
– Édouard Levé, Suicide, trans. Jan Steyn (via proustitute)
January 2012
36 posts
He had a horror of yielding to her. Yet something in him ached also.
– D.H. Lawrence, The Horse Dealer’s Daughter (via thewritingsofro)
How can I tell
If I shall ever love you again
As I do now?
– William Carlos Williams, from “A Love Song” (via proustitute)
It’s not you I’ve lost,
but the world.
– Ingeborg Bachmann, from “A Kind of Loss” (translated from the German by Mark Anderson)
so I will lie beside you here
unnamed
until my hands recover from your skin”...
– (via ahuntersheart)
I’ve let the frost go too far away.
– Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 5 January 1939 (via proustitute)
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My longing to be whole put me into this state of useless regret.
– The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa. Trans by Richard Zenith
I had clung to the hope of a letter from her in the New Year. And seeing that...
– Marcel Proust, À l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs, trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin (via proustitute)
their heart grew cold
they let their wings down
– Sappho, fragment translated by Anne Carson in If Not, Winter (via proustitute)
Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with...
– Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou (via thenocturnals)
Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to...
– Sigmund Freud (via venebelle)
The greatest art is to sit, and wait, and let it come.
– Yogi Bhajan (via proustitute)