December 2011
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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and that is...
– Edvard Munch (via moonbrains)
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There, I was alone with myself. And disgusting as I was it was better than being...
– Pulp, Bukowski (via among-the-narcissi)
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May we all grow in grace and peace,
and not neglect the silence that is printed...
– Thomas Merton (via silencesounds)
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The Universe is all that is, or ever was, or ever will be.
Our contemplations...
– Carl Sagan (via ulakulpa)
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cursivebuildings:
You are walking on the moon, reader. I am under the waves of the sea. This point seems overdone, but your life is only obvious because of what it is & who you are in relation to each other. If we had been born somehow among the rings of Saturn, we wouldn’t understand the swirling violence & noise at the surface of the earth on a quiet sunny day in December.
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Tengo was, for Komatsu, little more than an extension of Komatsu himself,...
– Haruki Murakami - 1Q84 (via murakamistuff)
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