juillet 2012
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Quiet things that can be magical
flowerfossils:
the lapel of a coat
bird houses
tiny coffee cups
the dying butterfly
the broken violin
a map in a library
watching someone mouth the words in a book
the sky reflected in a puddle
leaves falling silently
Sunday afternoon
the way a song can make one shiver
cloud days when the sun stretch across the expanse of the sky, making the sky glow so white that it burns the eyes
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“Any man can be trained to give a girl what could possibly be the most...”
– (via blankpagesandinvisibleink)
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“But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main...”
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
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A (short) list of ways to ensure that words cannot...
5000letters:
Ink them onto the petals of roses.
Paste them onto your skin.
Brush them into your hair.
Kiss them into the cheeks of the people you love.
Tattoo them to the special corners of your heart.
Paint them onto your lips.
Inject them into your veins.
Love them.
“Most of the dandelions had changed from suns into moons.”
– Vladimir Nabokov
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floralnymph:
Even in darkness your lips taste of sunshine
- Psyche in a Dress, Francesca Lia Block
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