January 2012
I am past scorching; not easily can’st thou scorch a scar.
– Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, chapter 113 (via mythologyofblue)
And you’ll sit beside me, and we’ll look, not at visions, but at realities.
– Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence (via turtalia)
Maybe that’s what we look for in the people we love, the spark of unhappiness we...
– Tom Perrotta (via quote-book)
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are...
– Sylvia Plath (via roscoe-)
What can be explained is not poetry.
– W.B. Yeats (via bodasdesangre)
myquotelibrary:
No time to grieve for roses when the forests are burning.
― Zbigniew Herbert