May 2013
“He knew that he was still alive.
More he could not say.”
– Bertolt Brecht, On Hegelian Dialectics from Flüchtlingsgespräche, translation by Charles Senger (via frenchtwist)
“People empty me. I have to get away to refill.”
– Charles Bukowski (via terribilisamor)
“The love of books. My library is an archive of longings.”
– Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh (via sketchofthepast)
“The pictures are not made to disturb people’s consciences but rather to disturb...”
– Danny Lyon, from the statement of his first solo exhibition in 1966. (via fotojournalismus)
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as...”
– Adrienne Rich (via larmoyante)
“When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in...”
– Ingmar Bergman (via naranjitoo)
“We tend to think animals are lower than us, but all the scientists in the world...”
– Stuart Wilde (via commovente)
“As I loosen up and begin to surrender in a sleepy dreaminess I am suddenly...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath. (via moonissharp)
“How strange and foolish is man. He loses his health in gaining wealth. Then to...”
– Ali ibn Abi Talib R.A. (via hasbunallahwanimalwakiil)
“Sometimes I feel like a caretaker of a museum — a huge, empty museum where no...”
– Haruki Murakami, “Norwegian Wood” (via bokura)
