April 2012
105 posts
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“I suppose I love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.”
– andrea gibson, from “birthday”
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“not text, but texture”
– vladimir nabokov, pale fire
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“There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.”
– samuel beckett, endgame
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“This must be what I wanted to be doing,
Walking at night between the two...”
– W. S. Merwin, from “Air” (via proustitute)
