December 2011
The person who doesn’t scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.
– Hunter S. Thompson
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November 2011
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When we pulverize words, what is left is neither mere noise nor arbitrary, pure...
– Leandro Katz’s Lunar Alphabet II / Lunar Sentence II
Wait For Me - Konstantin Simonov
Wait for me and I’ll return, only wait very hard. Wait when you are filled with sorrow as you watch the yellow rain. Wait when the wind sweeps the snowdrifts. Wait in the sweltering heat. Wait when others have stopped waiting, forgetting their yesterdays. Wait even when from afar no letters come for you. Wait even when others are tired of waiting. Wait for me and I’ll return, but wait patiently....
We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.
– Anais Nin (via tomorrowsparties)
But as there is in this world not a single human who can speak my language; or,...
– Vladimir Nabokov’s Invitation to a Beheading
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