the waiting room

"Poets are soldiers that liberate words from the steadfast possession of definition"

— Eli Khamarov (via poeticallyprofound)

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"Keep me up until five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason."

— J.D Salinger, from Seymour: An Introduction (via violentwavesofemotion)

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"Several times I asked myself, “Can it be that I have overlooked something, that there is something which I have failed to understand? Is it not possible that this state of despair is common to everyone?” And I searched for an answer to my questions in every area of knowledge acquired by man. For a long time I carried on my painstaking search; I did not search casually, out of mere curiosity, but painfully, persistently, day and night, like a dying man seeking salvation. I found nothing."

— Leo Tolstoy (via feuille-d-automne)

(Source: requiemforthepast, via lesyeuxrevolvers)

"I’m a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw."

—  Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via thethinkeroftenderthoughts)

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"This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds."

— Baudelaire (via daily-deep-quote)

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"Life is so damned hard, so damned hard… It just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can’t be hurt ever any more. That’s the last and worst thing it does."

— F. Scott Fitzgerald The Beautiful and Damned (via mirroir)

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"To be or not to be; that’s not really a question."

— Jean Luc Godard (via shakeoffyourflesh)

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"In my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic, free and ethereal, that afterwards it would be oppressive to breathe the dust of this painted life."

— Vladimir Nabokov, Invitation to a Beheading (via mirroir)

(Source: blue-voids, via concinne)

"I live in my suffering and that makes me happy. Anything that keeps me from living in my suffering is unbearable to me."

— Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary (via heteroglossia)

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