December 2009
15 posts
Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
– Michel de Montaigne (via somethingintellectual)
A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is...
– Kurt Vonnegut (via joshisinfinite) (via libraryland)
City life is millions of people being lonesome together.
– Henry David Thoreau
Via booklover:fuckyeahthoreau:nocontest
(via travelhighlights)
(via libraryland)
Things like that happen all the time in this great big world of ours. It’s like...
– Haruki Murakami (via yeahmurakami)
a chicago walk
fuckkyeahchicago:
delicatetbone:
Sometimes when walking through Chicago, I get this full-body feeling …it’s a small confidence that grows - emboldened by the cold and the dark and the aloneness (even amongst throngs of people). It is at those moments I feel I could take anything on. My step quickens and I throw my shoulders back and know that nothing can stop me.
(photo from here)
“Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to slip through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won’t be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there-to the edge of the world. There’s something you can’t do unless you get there.”
“Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who’s in love...