Why am I compelled to write?… Because the world I create in the writing compensates for what the real world does not give me. By writing I put order in the world, give it a handle so I can grasp it. I write because life does not appease my appetites and anger… To become more intimate with myself and you. To discover myself, to preserve myself, to make myself, to achieve self-autonomy. To dispell the myths that I am a mad prophet or a poor suffering soul. To convince myself that I am worthy and that what I have to say is not a pile of shit… Finally I write because I’m scared of writing, but I’m more scared of not writing.
- Gloria Anzaldúa (via modernmalaise)
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I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.
- Jonathan Safran Foer (via anditslove)
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There’s a loneliness that only exists in one’s mind. The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via joannastarks)
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Seduce my mind and you can have my body. Find my soul and I’m yours forever.
- Anonymous (via saddest-summer)
Summer night—
even the stars
are whispering to each other.
- Kobayashi Issa (via atomiclanterns)