December 2011
“Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.”
– Gabriel García Márquez (via barney-barrett)
ahuntersheart:
Marianne: What are you doing? Ferdinard: [looking at the mirror] Looking at myself. Marianne: And what do you see? Ferdinard: The face of a man who’s driving towards a cliff at 100 km/h. Marianne: [turns the mirror towards herself] I see a woman who is in love with the man who’s driving towards a cliff at 100 km/h. Ferdinard: So let’s kiss.
“What you remember saves you”
– W.S. Merwin (via ahuntersheart)
ahuntersheart:
“Her: I’ll be all the way gone soon. Not just mostly.
Me: That’s when I’ll miss you most.
Her: You can find me.
Me: That’s when I’ll miss you most.”
—
Jon Sands, “Dusk.”
via habitsofbeing
“Nail me to you. I will ride you like a nightmare.”
– Jeanette Winterson, Written On The Body (via serpentskirts)
“Send me your pillow, the one that you dream on, and I’ll send you mine.”
– The Smiths (via frogsandcrowns)
“Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said. “I love you...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms. (via riverran)
“Whatever happens with us, your body
will haunt mine”
– A very small piece of “Twenty-One Love Poems,” by Adrienne Rich. (via align) (via ahuntersheart)
“I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone...”
– Oscar Wilde (via myrustyhalo)
“I often used to dream about you — vivid dreams with clear-cut stories. In these...”
– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle (via suzywire)
“Love is distinct from desire… Because its aim is not satisfaction, but being.”
– Jacques Lacan, Seminar I, trans. John Forrester (via proustitute)
