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