June 2013
“The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are things you get ashamed of, because words make them smaller. When they were in your head they were limitless; but when they come out they seem to be no bigger than normal things. But that’s not all. The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried; they are clues that could guide your enemies to a prize they would love to steal. It’s hard and painful for you to talk about these things … and then people just look at you strangely. They haven’t understood what you’ve said at all, or why you almost cried while you were saying it.”
—Stephen King, The Body (via larmoyante)
“In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.”
—C.S. Lewis (via fawun)
“Sometimes there is no darker place than our own thoughts; the moonless midnight of the mind.”
—Dean Koontz, Fear Nothing (via seabois)
“Yea, nah.”
—Australia. (via darren-criss)
“But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.”
—Margaret Atwood (via expiry)
“Someday you’ll find the right person, and you’ll learn to have a lot more confidence in yourself. That’s what I think. So don’t settle for anything less. In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It’s important to combine the two in just the right amount.”
—Haruki Murakami (via black-stilletos)
I crave you
in the most
innocent form
for I crave to say
good night
and give you
forehead kisses
and to say
that I adore you
when you feel
at your worst.I crave you
in ways
where I just
want to be
next to you
and nothing
more or less.
“And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.”
—Charles Dickens (via ponceau)
“I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.”
—Franz Kafka (via mercurieux)
“I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who are dead or hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people but when I get too close, it fucks me up and I can’t get things done.”
—Henry Rollins (via in-finitus)
