May 2013
76 posts
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Και εμείς, παγωμένοι, απολιθωμένοι πια θα τραβάμε μεσ’ στις νύχτες όπου θα...
– Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man
Είμαι λίγο θυμωμένη όπως αντιλαμβάνεσαι.
Μ’ εμένα. Διότι θα έπρεπε να έχω...
– Κική Δημουλά (via counterfeitfairytales)
what doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears...
– c.c.
You have a heart; and I love you for being ashamed to show it.
– Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Writing is thinking. To write well is to think clearly. That’s why it’s so hard.
– David McCullough
a bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where...
– e.e. cummings
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, ‘The Sensible Thing’