July 2012
116 posts
The sun came through the shuttered balcony
and the coral of life opened its...
– Federico García Lorca, “Night of Sleepless Love”, translated by Martin Sorrel (thank you, conscience-is-fat-free)
My house has burned down, but i can see the sky
– Sara Reed (via catchthefallingleaves)
It has the force of the water drop that hollows the stone. A small dainty task,...
– Anthony Trollope (via livejamie)
Art is an evolutionary act. The shape of art and its role in society is...
– Raymond Salvatore Harmon (b.1974, USA)
Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At...
– Elie Weasel, Dawn (via orla-maye)