December 2010
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Sarah Slean - My Invitation
darksilenceinsuburbia asked: Happy New Year!
“My New Year’s Eve Toast: to all the devils, lusts, passions, greeds, envies,...”
– Patricia Highsmith, New Year’s Eve, 1947 (via: buffleheadcabin & mlq3)
“You cannot see what I see because you see what you see. You cannot know what I...”
– Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless, Pan Books, UK; Harmony Books, U.S., 1992 (via amiquote)
crashinglybeautiful:
“Music has always been a matter of Energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it Inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed Fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.”
—Hunter S. Thompson
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darksilenceinsuburbia asked: Happy New Year!
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“Ah, Robbie, when we are dead and buried in our porphyry tombs, and the trumpet...”
– Goodreads | Quote by Oscar Wilde
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“Ah, Robbie, when we are dead and buried in our porphyry tombs, and the trumpet...”
– Goodreads | Quote by Oscar Wilde
“And with my cheek leant upon the window pane I like to fancy that I am pressing...”
– Virginia Woolf, “The Journal of Mistress Joan Martyn” (via liquidnight)
“And with my cheek leant upon the window pane I like to fancy that I am pressing...”
– Virginia Woolf, “The Journal of Mistress Joan Martyn” (via liquidnight)
Devotchka - How It Ends
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And the end of it all is that I have got to forgive you. I must do so. I don’t write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you. One cannot always keep an adder in one’s breast to feed on one, nor rise up every night to sow thorns in the garden of one’s soul….I must take the burden from you and put it on my own...
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And the end of it all is that I have got to forgive you. I must do so. I don’t write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you. One cannot always keep an adder in one’s breast to feed on one, nor rise up every night to sow thorns in the garden of one’s soul….I must take the burden from you and put it on my own...