June 2012
“Maybe young women don’t wonder whether they can have it all any longer, but in...”
– Nora Ephron (via thatkindofwoman)
I am so jealous of you it's ridiculous.
Yeah. You.
“They don’t teach you this in school. They don’t show you the beauty of existing,...”
– Literature On High (via blua)
“The summer evening had begun to fold the world in its myseterious embrace. Far...”
– Nausicaa: Ulysses, James Joyce
“I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember… I’ll be...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Magnetism (via prettyy)
“I have mountains in my ankles. I carry an anvil in my chest. When I have...”
– Rook by Prathna Lor (via insiderepellent)
“Everybody who writes is engaged in the remarkable enterprise of making...”
– Ben Yagoda, The Sound on the Page (via nickmiller)
“I can never say what I want to say. It’s been like this for a while now. I try...”
– Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via thatkindofwoman)
“The little girl’s sense of secrecy that developed at prepuberty only grows in...”
– Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex, Vol II Chapter II: “The Girl” (via llibre)
“Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and...”
– Susan Cain, Quiet
“Whenever someone who knows you disappears, you lose one version of yourself....”
– Salman Rushdie (via amandaonwriting)
“I wish I’d done everything on Earth with you.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via thatkindofwoman)
“I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life’s a...”
– Maya Angelou (via myquotelibrary)
“My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish...”
– Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends (via larmoyante)
a digital ash in a digital urn: Relationship words... →
Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan, an indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego): The wordless yet meaningful look shared by two people who desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to start. Oh yes, this is an exquisite word, compressing a thrilling and scary relationship moment. It’s…
“Mysteries drive us all. We only glimpse their veiled faces, but their power...”
– Salman Rushdie, Fury (via llibre) 