December 2012
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elojorojo asked: No question, just a smal gift: “Let each word carry what it says.
Let it be like the tremor that sustains it.
Let it maintain itself like a heartbeat.“ Rafael Cadenas
The past beats inside me like a second heart.
– John Banville, The Sea (via mirroir)
Expectation is the root of all heartache.
– William Shakespeare (via laceofpearls)
November 2012
28 posts
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And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.
– The Silver Chair, by C. S. Lewis (via seabois)
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Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
– Zelda Fitzgerald (via mirroir)
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I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars...
– Anaïs Nin (via floralnymph)
October 2012
23 posts