March 2011
209 posts
It doesn’t matter what one reveals or what one keeps to oneself....
– Don Juan, Carlos Castaneda
So this is hell. I’d never have believed it. You remember all we were told...
– Sartre
As if that blind rage has washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, I...
– Albert Camus, the stranger
Then the anguish increased to unendurable massivity and nightmare dimensions,...
– Vladimir Nabokov, Ada, or Ardor (via angelmeat)
There they are
drooping over the breakfast plates,
angel-like,
folding in...
– The Fury Of Cocks by Anne Sexton
I am not a snob; it is simply that I am not interested with what most people...
– Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)