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the poet's sleep
L'ÉTERNITÉ
boligoliv: “…she felt so old, so awfully old and worn, and so young all at once, raw as a wound.” — Catherynne M. Valente, from Deathless (via enchantology)
xshayarsha: “Something black and heavy dropped between them like a smell of velvet.” — Anne Carson, from Autobiography of Red.
violentwavesofemotion: “It is only the sacred thingsthat are worth touching.” Oscar Wilde, from The Picture of Dorian Gray (x)
luxe-pauvre: “We are not content with negative obedience, nor even with the most abject submission. When finally you surrender to us, it must be of your own free will. We do not destroy the heretic because he resists us; so long as he resists us we
all i fear
oiseauperdu: “On the moon we spoke a soft, liquid tongue, and sang in the starlight, looking down on the dead dried world.” — Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle
ultravhiolence:Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
woman, amen
Stardust
hvorenn: “I try to say something, but all I get are the wrong words—the wrong words or the exact opposite words from what I mean.” — Haruki Murakami, in Norwegian Wood
existential-celestial: “I have been dreaming about you the whole night, the whole night,” — Anton Chekhov, from The Complete Works; “The Grasshopper”
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apotheose: “I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.” — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
deadpoetsmusings: “Fairy tales are women’s tales. They’re bent-backed crones’ tales, sly gossips’ tales, work-worn mothers’ tales and old wives’ tales. They’re stories shared, repeated and elaborated on over mindless women’s work like
horrorshow: “He says, ‘Why live in real life? It’s better to dream. One can dream the most delightful things, but real life is a bore.’” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via talesofpassingtime)
tenonder: “And I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.” — Franz Kafka, The Castle (via le-dilemme)
deerbheth: “But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.” — Hamlet, Act I, Scene II, William Shakespeare (via hiddlescheekbones)
hvorenn: “And the rest is rust and stardust.” — Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
storminmytwistedmind: “Those innocent eyes slit my soul up like a razor.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov. (via xshayarsha)
notesfromtheundergroundman: “There were measly little passions in me, sharp, burning, because of my permanent, morbid irritability.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes From Underground
somnoroasa: “You smile at the extravagance of your dream, and yet you feel that this tissue of absurdity contained some real idea, something that belongs to your true life,—something that exists, and has always existed, in your heart. You search your
wordsnquotes: “I love you. Remember. They cannot take it.” — Lauren Oliver, Delirium
RUSSIANIST
lybelacqua: BEST OF SHAKESPEARE: hamlet
thepocket-mouse: “What I learned from her death was this: no truth can cure the sadness we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see that sadness through to the end.”
maybe we will wake up singing
Orion, with his bow ready-
hcsperrhodos: “A Baba Yaga is the ultimate tester and judge, the desacralized omnipotent goddess, who defends deep-rooted Russian pagan values and wisdom and demands that young women and men demonstrate that they deserve her help. But what Baba-Yaga
rnyfh:Antigonick (Sophokles) trans. Anne Carson
kantkid: “I am young, I am twenty years old; yet I know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently,
xshayarsha: “And a fragment of human voice tore itself out and came past, it seemed already gone ago, trailing a bad dust of its dream which touched his skin.” — Anne Carson, from Autobiography of Red.
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The Optimist's Daughter
walfllower: “…One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.” — Hamlet (Hamlet, Act I scene v)
Kindly Collapses
A Portrait of the MA Grad as a Young Woman
vermeer: James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room
It’s really time to start taxing the churches mostly the preachers put in their pockets priests as well and Pope
wordsnquotes: “Will you tolerate the strangeness inside of me, the quirks of my soul?” Tyler Knott Gregson Facebook | Instagram | Twitter | Pinterest | Society6
restlessland: “They try to stab their nerves to life. They are walking in their sleep and try to wake themselves up with nightmares.”
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