February 2012
87 posts
danceslikedegas:
“For in spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement.”
-Aldous Huxley
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“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are...”
– Sylvia Plath via roscoe (via petitpoulailler)
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“But she feared time itself,as if it had been a dial cut in impassive stone, the...”
– Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
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