"Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final."
- Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours (via apathie)
"We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art—we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones."
-  Anaïs Nin, In Favor of the Sensitive Man and Other Essays  (via charmingnotion)
"Last year I abstained
this year I devour

without guilt
which is also an art"
- Margaret Atwood, Last Year I Abstained (via elliesattlers)
"She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired."
- Virginia Woolf, The Years  (via snowjon)
"And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind."
- Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler  (via elige)
"I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue, and honour. I think the best these men can do is not talk about themselves anymore."
- Virginia Woolf (via nnairi)
"Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them."
- Margaret Atwood (via misandry-mermaid)
"Isn’t it funny. I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. it makes demands. Love uses you. Changes its mind. But hatred, now. That’s something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It’s hard on soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred cradles you."
- White Oleander, Janet Fitch (via wednesdaydreams)
"My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing."
- Rainer Maria Rilke  (via loveage-moondream)


Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye

"You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you."
- Isadora Duncan (via wethinkwedream)


Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle

"I find I get more and more disagreeably solitary; In fact I foresee the day when I shall have gone too far into myself that there will no longer be anything to be seen of me at all."
- Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf (via elliesattlers)