March 2012
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
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– T. S. Eliot, from “Preludes” (via liquidnight)
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I was plagued by coincidences; long-forgotten things were suddenly remembered;...
– The Sea - John Banville
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I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color...
– Charles Bukowski (via moldavia)
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Sketch of your faces I still don’t know you aren’t permanent,...
– Emily Haines & the Soft Skeleton
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