January 2010
I Raised this Stone as a Ghastly Memorial
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I was forever staring at the tender blue veins along the inside of my wrists,...
– Maud Casey, “A Better Place to Live” (via cityofwolves)
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i thank god i was raised catholic, so sex will always be dirty.
– john waters (via scurvette)
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Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters...
– Kahil Gibran
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At the decline of day, she quitted her chamber to enjoy the sweet evening hour,...
– Ann Radcliffe, The Romance of the Forest
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I believe in life on other planets.
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From time to time I would fall into a kind of slumber, but it wasn’t...
– Stasiuk
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If you go home with somebody, and they don’t have books, don’t fuck ‘em!
– John Waters (via cavesoflilith)
If I go to anyone’s house for any reason, and they don’t have any books anywhere, I’m frightened.
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Middlemarch
“The terror of being judged sharpens the memory: it sends an inevitable glare over that long-unvisited past which has been habitually recalled only in general phase. Even without memory, the life is bound into one by a zone of dependence in growth and decay; but intense memory forces a man to own his blameworthy past. With memory set smarting like a reopened wound, a man’s past is not...
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The day he had jumped into the exquisitely terrifying medieval world had been...
– La Bas
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Ennui
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