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Lighthead’s Guide to the Galaxy

eating-poetry:

Ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and children of the state,
I am here because I could never get the hang of Time.
This hour, for example, would be like all the others
were it not for the rain falling through the roof.
I’d better not be too explicit. My night is careless
with itself, troublesome…

Words are no good; words don’t ever fit even what they are trying to say at… just a shape to fill a lack.
Addie Bundren from As I Lay Dying, William Faulkner (via spetharrific)
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying (via herpsichord)

amandaonwriting:

Happy Birthday, Lord Byron, born 22 January 1788, died 19 April 1824

Ten Quotes

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via quotes-shape-us)
Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.
Voltaire (via quotes-shape-us)
The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.
Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via observando)
I and me are always too deeply in conversation.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via larmoyante)
I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature.. All of this is art to me.
Hunter Reve (via hadaes)

(Source: franki-e)