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Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance…Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out into my bosom. I thought little of the future. I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration. But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
James Joyce, Araby (via larmoyante)
She suffered, ay, she suffered the way only Mexican women can suffer, because she loved the way Mexicans love. In love not only with someone’s present, but haunted by their future and terrorized by their past.
Caramelo - Sandra Cisneros (via 00-37)
poboh:

Shifting shadows (Sunshine and shadows), Robert Gemmell Hutchison. Scottish (1855 - 1936)

poboh:

Shifting shadows (Sunshine and shadows), Robert Gemmell Hutchison. Scottish (1855 - 1936)

The French have a phrase for it. The bastards have a phrase for everything and they are always right. To say goodbye is to die a little.
Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye (via larmoyante)
Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you.
 Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via larmoyante)
I am the shipwreck of my own wanderings.

Fernando Pessoa

(via philo-sofia)

author-jpk:

~ FALLEN ~

author-jpk:

~ FALLEN ~

poeticasvisuais:

Manolo Hugué (1872-1945)

poeticasvisuais:

Manolo Hugué (1872-1945)

Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.
Van Gogh (via sophietheadventurer)
worldpaintings:

Ferdinand Hodler
Detail of Woman in Ecstasy, 1911, oil on canvas, private collection, Solothurn Art Museum, Switzerland.

worldpaintings:

Ferdinand Hodler

Detail of Woman in Ecstasy, 1911, oil on canvas, private collection, Solothurn Art Museum, Switzerland.