"I wondered what that was like, to hold someone’s hand. I bet you could sometimes find all of the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand."
Benjamin Alire Sáenz (Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe (Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe, #1))
"Hold my hand because I might disappear."
Melina Marchetta (On the Jellicoe Road)
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."
Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets)
anonymousdude i've been following you for years and got real excited realizing you're still active on here. love you're blog :)
Thank you, have a nice day.
anonymousWhere have you gone? Please come back.
I'm here, I came back for all of you.❤️
anonymousI miss you come back
I'm back
I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads.
Federico García Lorca
Like a shadow, I am and I am not.
Rumi
anonymousI've been on your blog for I don't know how long. I feel like I was taking a long walk in some sort of wonderland, stirring up old memories and tugging at heart strings and making me smile, this kind of stuff :) good job
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I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
I and me are always too deeply in conversation.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
The darker the night, the brighter the stars.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you.
T.S. Eliot, East Coker
Bring your lips to mine so that out of my mouth my soul may pass into yours.
Denis Diderot, from Chanson dans le goût de la romance
My youth was but a tempest, dark and savage, through which, at times, a dazzling sun would shoot.
Charles Baudelaire
Even death has a heart.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves
Herman Hesse, from Demian, trans. N. H. Priday (Boni & Liveright, 1923)
They were like two enemies in love with one another.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Kahlil Gibran
This is my last message to you: in sorrow, seek happiness.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
