November 2009
2 tags
3 tags
2 tags
2 tags
1 tag
October 2009
3 tags
2 tags
2 tags
3 tags
3 tags
4 tags
3 tags
3 tags
3 tags
3 tags
2 tags
1 tag
2 tags
2 tags
1 tag
We caught the tread of dancing feet,
We loitered down the moonlit street,
And...
– The Harlot’s House, by Oscar Wilde (published 1885)
1 tag
Enter the chilly no-man’s land of about
Five o’clock in the...
– The Ghost’s Leavetaking, by Sylvia Plath
1 tag
I only find within my bones
A taste for eating earth and stones.
When I feed,...
– Hunger from A Season in Hell, by Arthur Rimbaud
1 tag
Babels of blocks to the high heavens towering
Flames of futility swirling...
– The Cats, by H.P. Lovecraft
1 tag
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were — I have not...
– Alone, by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1875)
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
2 tags
1 tag
2 tags
When I consider the short duration of my life, swallowed up in the eternity...
– Blaise Pascal (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
2 tags
2 tags
2 tags