February 2012
22 posts
“We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.”
—E.E. Cummings (via accidentalism)
“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”
—Walt Whitman (via empty-the-moon)
“I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” —Pablo Neruda (via fuckmewithwordss)
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” —Pablo Neruda (via fuckmewithwordss)
“I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you. I want to ride in the swing of your hips. My fingers will dig in you like quotation marks, blazing your limbs into parts of speech.”
—Jeffrey McDaniel (via fleurishes)
“I find that by putting things in writing I can understand them and see them a little more objectively…For words are merely tools and if you use the right ones you can actually put even your life in order, if you don’t lie to yourself and use the wrong words.”
—Dr. Hunter S. Thompson (via myimaginarybrooklyn)
“Writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.”
—On writing: Charles Bukowski (via writeinspace)
