- Clarice Lispector, A Breath Of Life.

“Please — consider me a dream.”

— Franz Kafka; ‘Once while visiting his friend Max Brod, young Kafka awakened Brod’s father, who was asleep on a couch. Instead of apologizing, Kafka gently montioned him to relax, advanced through the room on tiptoe, and said softly: “Please – consider me a dream.”’ from Franz Kafka (Franz Baumer)

“I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn’t exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It’s beautiful and doomed.”

— Viv Albertine (via quotemadness)

*refuses to look at texts* I love conversation and communication

"Even the moon cried for him to stay with me,but he left."

(lovers don't exist/siyah)

“The night is for lovers, And the moon for poets.”

— a.y.

“Love me, Love me, I cried to the rocks and the trees ...” ― Stevie Smith

“To put it plainly, we just couldn’t stop writing songs. To try and put it more poetically, it feels like we were standing on the edge of the folklorian woods and had a choice: to turn and go back or to travel further into the forest of this music. We chose to wander deeper in … I’ve never done this before.”

— Happy anniversary to evermore