December 2009
19 posts
Tell me, if I caught you one day and kissed the sole of your foot, wouldn’t you limp a little then, afraid to crush my kiss?…
Nichita Stãnescu
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it will be good night. How can I call the lone night good, Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight? Be it not said, thought, understood — Then it will be — good night. To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light, The night is good; because, my love,...
“I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively...”
– Sylvia Plath (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)
“Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a...”
– Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)
