January 2011
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dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
“I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my...”
– Anaïs Nin (via dira)
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“All sixteen mentioned her jutting ribs, the insubstantiality of her thighs, and...”
– The Virgin Suicides (via ghostwhowalks)
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“We may wonder whether at the acme and summit of the human progress these anachronisms will become corrected by a finer intuition, a closer interaction of the social machinery than that which now jolts us round and along; but such completeness is not to be prophesies, or even conceived possible”
~ Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Tom Hardy.
pinpricks:
Now is life very solid, or very shifting? I am haunted by the two contradictions. This has gone on for ever: will last for ever; goes down to the bottom of the world–this moment I stand on. Also it is transitory, flying, diaphanous. I shall pass like a cloud on the waves.
January 4th, 1929
Virginia Woolf, contemplating the composition of The Waves (Diary III)
pinpricks:
Now is life very solid, or very shifting? I am haunted by the two contradictions. This has gone on for ever: will last for ever; goes down to the bottom of the world–this moment I stand on. Also it is transitory, flying, diaphanous. I shall pass like a cloud on the waves.
January 4th, 1929
Virginia Woolf, contemplating the composition of The Waves (Diary III)
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“Tess Durbeyfield at this time of her life was a mere vessel of emotion untinctured by experiences”
~ Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
(I must admit that the said quote is the current state of my being)
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auraiss asked: You have a beautiful taste of music :-)
