July 2011
Manhattan, I love you.
What the fuck is Florida?
Never coming back.
Till human voices
wake us,
and we drown.
-TS Eliot
I wasn’t lonely.
I experienced no self-pity.
I was just caught up in a
life...
– Charles Bukowski
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time...
We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us...
– Fyodor Dostoevsky (via papapap)
Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the...
– Native Cree Indian Proverb
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love...
– Charles Bukowski