I am thirsty for silence.
Margaret Atwood, from Cat’s Eye (via violentwavesofemotion)

There is always more than you know.
There are always boxes
put away in the cellar,
worn shoes and cherished pictures,
notes you find later,
sheet music you can’t play.
— Margaret Atwood, from “Dancing” (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

Anyone can express himself or herself, but what writers and poets want to do in their work, more than simply express themselves, is communicate.
— Raymond Carver (via writingquotes)

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metaphorformetaphor:

Words don’t come out when you’re hurt that deeply…

Haruki Murakami, from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (Knopf, 2014)


solitaria:

(by Kate Kinley)

solitaria:

(by Kate Kinley)


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likeafieldmouse:

Julião Sarmento - Untitled (1994-5)

likeafieldmouse:

Julião Sarmento - Untitled (1994-5)


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likeafieldmouse:

Nicholas Hughes - In Darkness Visible, Verses I & II (2005-7)

No lightbut rather darkness visible—John Milton


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my-soul-of-glass:

(8) Tumblr στο We Heart It.

my-soul-of-glass:

(8) Tumblr στο We Heart It.


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You think you know. And then, no. You don’t.
Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour  (via lipstick-bullet)

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