January 2012
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When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all...
– John Irving (via skeletales)
It isn’t possible to love and to part. You will wish that it was. You can...
– E. M. Forster, A Room With A View (via bookoasis)
I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me...
– Charles Bukowski (via mermaidsongs)
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Ah, happiness courts the light, so we deem the world is gay, but misery hides...
– Herman Melville, Bartleby the Scrivener
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Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that...
– Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose (via bookoasis)
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“I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry,...
– ― Ray Bradbury, Green Shadows, White Whale: A Novel of Ray Bradbury’s Adventures Making Moby Dick with John Huston in Ireland
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so it goes: It is hard for people who have not... →
lizachannah:
It is hard for people who have not lived in Los Angeles to realize how radically the Santa Ana figures in the local imagination. The city burning is Los Angeles’s deepest image of itself: Nathanael West perceived that, in ”The Day of the Locust.” … Los Angeles weather is the weather of…
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The President must be greater than anyone else, but not better than anyone else....
– Steinbeck - America and Americans (1966)
This seems so appropriate right now.