Banana Yoshimoto, Kitchen
(via georgettemagritte)
“I pray in words. I pray in poems. I want to learn to pray through breathing, through dreams and sleeplessness, through love and renunciation.”
— Anna Kamieńska, from The Notebook, in Astonishments, trans. Grazyna Drabik and David Curzon (thank you, growing-orbits)
(via litverve)
“How many regions in space have already been
inside me. There are winds that seem like
my wandering son.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, from “The Sonnets to Orpheus: Book 2: 1” (trans. Stephen Mitchell)
(Source: litverve)
“Missing someone is like hearing
a name sung quietly from somewhere
behind you. Even after you know
no one is there, you keep looking back.”
— Tim Seibles, Slow Dance (via pilvur)
(via oldmanflower)
“It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.”
― Vladimir Nabokov
(Source: bound-bliss, via slowlylosinglolita)
“But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both.”
— Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, “An Origin Story” (via anditslove)
(Source: larmoyante, via oldmanflower)
“My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time.”
— Jonathan Carroll (via larmoyante)
(via oldmanflower)
