June 2011
“From my rotting body flowers shall grow, and I am in them and that is eternity.”
– Edvard Munch (via monowitz)
“As soon as you stop wanting something, you get it.”
– Andy Warhol (via skeletales)
mols:
I’ve always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of their skulls well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of their beds.
“If you and I are not different, what do we have to give to each other? How can...”
– A Single Man by Christopher Isherwood (via letsgobananas)
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you...”
– Maya Angelou (via skeletales)
“Very jaded and tired and depressed and cross, and so take the liberty of...”
– Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 30 November 1939 (via proustitute)
“I thought about all the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
