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lifestyleoftheunemployed:

A Little Self Help
And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
-W. B. Yeatsfrom “The Wanderings of Oisin,” in The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems (Kegan Paul and Co., 1889)
frenchtouchx:

« Il y a un plaisir délicieux à serrer dans ses bras une femme qui vous a fait beaucoup de mal, qui a été votre cruelle ennemie pendant longtemps et qui est prête à l’être encore.  » - Stendhal, De L’Amour
I don’t know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.
-Vincent van Gogh (via ugh)
geographilic:

Low water at Shoshone Falls, near Twin Falls, Idaho
As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
-Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance (via perfect)
Our eyes are full of terrible confessions.
-Anne Sexton, from The Black Art (via fuckoff-mondays)
issietheshark:

the black balloon (2008)
Somewhere in his body—perhaps in the marrow of his bones—he would continue to feel her absence.
-Haruki Murakami (via seabois)