April 2012
13 posts
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– Not till we are lost, in other words, not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations.
~Henry David Thoreau, Walden
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llacigart asked: ~i Was following you. sometimes tumblr makes me crazy (unfollowing on it's own). anyway, i'm following again... let's see if it sticks this time! ~carol
“So life fills my veins. So life pours through my limbs. So I am driven forward,...”
– Virginia Woolf,The Waves. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
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– I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
~Jack Kerouac
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“I have wrapped myself round in my own personality again. How does it come about...”
– Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 9 May 1926. (via violentwavesofemotion) 