February 2012
30 posts
“Because paper has more patience than people.”
– Anne Frank (via modernmethadone)
“My heart was a hysterical, unreliable organ.”
– Vladimir Nabokov (via galini)
Revirginization of Snow White
Nicole Atkins — Neptune City
I dreamed this dialogue last night:
unnamablerevelations:
“When can I see you again, sit closer than friends and touch your knee like at that beautiful opera when we shivered together at the soprano’s high C?”
“I have a wife and child, and I am happy. You were a fleeting girl, you will never settle”.
“How is your own woman? Does she settle you?”
“She is nothing but a tree which drops its leaves in winter. I will shake her...
“I simply cannot see where there is to get to.”
– Sylvia Plath
