Sunday, 25 July 2010
I am I am I am
"I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in glass that is unsteady and too full."
by Sylvia Plath.
Sunday, 13 June 2010
My favourite
Sunday, 6 June 2010
Monday, 19 April 2010
The Diamond As Big As The Ritz.
"Under the stars," she repeated. "I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to someone. Now they frighten me. They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth."
"It was a dream," said John quietly. "Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness."
"How pleasant then to be insane!"
"So I'm told," said John gloomily. "I don't know any longer. At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try. There are only diamonds in the whole world, diamonds and perhaps the shabby gift of disillusion. Well, I have that last and I will make the usual nothing with it." He shivered. "Turn up your coat collar, little girl, the night's full of chill and you'll get pneumonia. His was a great sin who first invented consiousness. Let us lose it for a few hours."
So wrapping himself in his blanket he fell off to sleep.
by F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Wednesday, 7 April 2010
Monday, 5 April 2010
What lies beneath.
"Have you ever felt so completely consumed by a feeling
for someone that you couldn't breathe?
That the time together is so passionate and consuming
that you felt physical pain when they would leave?
I couldn't catch my breath."
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