February 2012
38 posts
“All I wanted was to name the imaginary.”
– Jenny Boully, The Book of Beginnings and Endings (via mythologyofblue)
“As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
– Pablo Neruda (via wingsforlashes)
“You tell me that the hearts of the people are measured by the size of the land....”
– Theresa Hak Kyung Cha, Dictee (via mythologyofblue)
“The necessary thing is after all but this; solitude, great inner solitude. Going...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via misswallflower)
“How blue is the the sea, how blue is the sky,
how blue and tiny and redeemable...”
– Mary Oliver, from “One”, in Wild Geese (via growing-orbits)
This is one moment, But know that another Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
—T. S. Eliot from Murder in the Cathedral
(gravellyrun)
mythologyofblue:
How then can this one small heart beat?
-Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, chapter 32
“It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are still...”
– George Eliot (via misswallflower)
yes.
(via goldenfeet)
“Now the hour bends down and touches me
with its clear, metallic ring:
my...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Book of Hours, translated by Edward Snow (via growing-orbits)
January 2012
31 posts
