February 2012
You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via holdenandcaulfield)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands plunged like weights in his coat pockets,...
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via holdenandcaulfield)
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the...
– The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T. S. Eliot (via firesiderechauffe)
This morning, with her, having coffee.
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise. (via banabanana)
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in...
– Yeats ‘The Stolen Child’ (via cherubsandwich)
In the age of automaton and job security, a touch of the wanderlust is the kiss...
– Hunter S. Thompson, “Living in the Time of Alger, Greeley, Debs: Old Time Boomers Still Stomp the West, but Air Conditioning’s Better”, National Observer, July 13, 1964 (via resips)