*Blatherskite, noun: a person who babbles about inane matters
18. Incredibly Petite. Obsessed with Audrey Hepburn, The Beatles, Two Door Cinema Club, The Kooks, Beirut, Ra Ra Riot, The Wombats, Ezio Auditore, Sherlock, Merlin and anything Harry Potter related.
18. Incredibly Petite. Obsessed with Audrey Hepburn, The Beatles, Two Door Cinema Club, The Kooks, Beirut, Ra Ra Riot, The Wombats, Ezio Auditore, Sherlock, Merlin and anything Harry Potter related.
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
~T.S. Eliot, 1943
“What’s the most resilient parasite? An idea. A single idea from the human mind can build cities. An idea can transform the world and rewrite all the rules”.
“When I am dead, compassionate hands will throw me over the railing; my tomb will be the unfathomable air, my body will sink for ages, and will decay and dissolve in the wind engendered by my fall, which shall be infinite.”
"Just because you didn’t speak the facts out loud didn’t erase their existence. Silence was just a quieter way to lie."
— Jodi Picoult (The Tenth Circle)
"What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone’s heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone’s hearts would start to beat at the same time, like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don’t really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn’t have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war."
— Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)
She wants to know if I love her, that’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.
"No one can get really drunk on on a novel or a painting but who can help getting drunk on Beethoven’s Ninth, Bartok’s Sonata for Two Pianos and Percussion or the Beatles’ White Album? He loved Mozart as much as he loved rock. He considered music a liberating force, it liberated him from lonliness, introversion, the dust of the library; it opened the door of his body and allowed his soul to step out in the world to makes friends"
— -The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera "The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww’"
— Jack Kerouac, On the Road
"One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple."
— Jack Kerouac —The Dharma Bums
"At fifteen life had taught me undeniably that surrender, in its place, was as honorable as resistance, especially if one had no choice."
— Maya Angelou, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
"We can
Each of us
Do the impossible
As long as we can convince ourselves
That it has been done before."
— Octavia E. Butler, “Parable of the Sower”
Each of us
Do the impossible
As long as we can convince ourselves
That it has been done before."
"He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking."
— Leo Tolstoy (Anna Karenina)
