December 2010
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him...
– Kahlil Gibran from the poem Friendship IXX (via quote-book)
When you sing the hungry hears you with his stomach.
– Kahlil Gibran (via bdemasie)
That’s why I said, ‘Oh.’ It was an attempt to corral those words back.
– The Pie-Maker (via foxandfayvel)
There is this false twisted idea out there among religious people that somehow...
– Rob Bell (Rain)
Could I PLEASE have just one or two people I don’t develop romantic interest in...
– tirzah
Have you never wanted to do anything that was dangerous? Where should we be if...
– Frankenstein (1931)
In the circle of light on the stage in the midst of darkness, you have the...
– Constantin Stanislavski - An Actor Prepares (via loveisabigfunnyword)
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing...
– Charles Bukowski (via brokenmachine)
You are not your bra-size, nor are you the width of your waist, nor are you the...
– Boyghost: This again.(via nancylicious)(via sexisbeautiful)
Don’t listen to me; my heart’s been broken.
I don’t see anything objectively.
– Louise Gluck (via napoleoncomplex)
In utter loneliness a writer tries to explain the inexplicable.
– John Steinbeck (via napoleoncomplex)
I don’t think that people accept the fact that life doesn’t make sense. I think...
– David Lynch (via napoleoncomplex)
Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.
– C. S. Lewis
My mother made a Christmas playlist/mix to send to some friends as a little gift. I looked it over when she’d done. Among all your holiday staples, right smack in the middle, she’d put Green Day’s “Jesus of Suburbia.”
I looked at her incredulously. She just grinned happily. I said, “I have the weirdest, coolest mother ever.”
Song
by Eamon Grennan
At her Junior High School graduation, she sings alone in front of the lot of us—
her voice soprano, surprising, almost a woman’s. It is the Our Father in French,
the new language making her strange, out there, fully fledged and
ready for anything. Sitting together — her separated mother and father — we can
hear the racket of traffic shaking...