April 2010
“He was like someone sleeping who woke suddenly and found the world…all the beauty of it, and the sadness too.”
—My Cousin Rachel, Daphne du Maurier (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamouring to become visible.”
—Vladimir Nabakov (via deadwriters) (via obliteratedheart)
“…if you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes, in the end, a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.”
—C.S. Lewis
(via obliteratedheart)
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“I must congratulate myself, in passing, for never having lost the ability to examine my conscience, never having lost the gift of finding myself wanting & defective. Why fear the criticism of others when you, yourself, are first out of the critical gate? If self-denigration is the race I am the winner, even before the starting gun. Collect the bets.”
—Frank McCourt