January 2010
67 posts
“Friedrich Nietzsche:
The demand to be loved is the greatest of all...”
Elie Wiesel: The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.
Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything...
“For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A...”
“stop freakin crying.
stop it.
freakin pathetic”
infinitebutterflies:
And in the end, everything works out for the best.
“I’m never doing this again.
I want a comforting, boring, normal life.”
“I now know that the purpose of my life is more than these stages. I have been...”
– On Grief and Grieving- Kübler-Ross.
“I learned that I could live without Joan, but i didn’t want to.”
– Robert Parker
maybe thats the thing,…
“In the illusion of permanence, we fight to keep what is ours. It was never ours....”
“Maria Elena used to say that only unfulfilled love can be romantic.”
– vicky cristina barcelona (via precipice)
“We ate when we got hungry, in the rue de l’Abbe Groult, in a little...”
– Incest: From “A Journal of Love” : The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1932-1934
“We talk all day! Henry pours out all he knows, reads, thinks. He talks to find...”
– Incest: From “A Journal of Love” : The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1932-1934
“How I envy the blind who can love in the dark. Never to see the eye of the lover...”
– Anais Nin
“Sex must be mixed with tears, laughter, words, scenes, foreign travel, new...”
– Anais Nin
He seemed more preoccupied with uncertainty as to how to carry himself through this unfamiliar experience than with absorbing or enjoying it.
Uncertainty spoiled his pleasure in the present, but Djuna felt he was one to carry away his treasures into secret chambers of remembrances and there he would lay them all out like the contents of an opium pipe being prepared, these treasures no longer...
“All the dangers…dangers to love, they believed as all lovers believe, came...”
– The four-chambered heart. Anais Nin
“i had a theory on only children and relationships. maybe its harder for them to...”
“What do you think life should be like?” she asked amiably.
“Like it...”
– she came to stay- beauvoir
“with him and her, and you and me.
ah, but it’s such a waste of time....”
“seems like we’re all living in our own bubbles.. we meet, we talk, then we...”
“i wanted to control it, but love i couldn’t hold it..
i was criticised...”
– french navy- camera obscura
“so, we adjust to everything..
Men are no happier than women, and people in...”
– http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/17/opinion/17kristof.html?em
A mortal blow had stopped the current of her life, but had not shattered her. It had merely paralysed her sense of time, she would sit and wait for the lost lover and the years were obliterated by the anesthesia of the deadened cell of time: five minutes stretched to infinity and kept her alive, alive and ghostly, with the cell of time, the little clock of reality inside the brain forever damaged....
“i think its so ridiculous,
when you like someone too much, you try to...”
“these things take forever, we’ll just have to wait and see.
...”
– first day of my life- bright eyes
No more nights together, when to meet the dawn together was the only marriage ceremony accorded to lovers.
But he returned to her one day carrying the valise with his laundry. On his return home he had packed his laundry to have it washed at home. And his mother had said: “take it back. I won’t take care of laundry you soiled while living with strangers.”
So quietly he brought...
“i think im losing where i end and you begin”
– the xx, vcr
“everybody wants to be where they’re not”
“but aren’t love and marriage synonymous in the minds of most women?”
– summer crossing- truman capote