March 2012
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Everyone forgets Icarus also flew.
– Jack Gilbert
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If I could just touch your ankle, he whispers, there
on the inside, above the...
– Rita Dove, “Hades’ Pitch”
February 2012
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He spoke of human solitude, about the intrinsic loneliness of a sophisticated...
– Nicole Krauss, Man Walks into a Room
On Sundays Kafka goes for walks by himself, without any objective, without...
– from a note by Max Brod, early 1911
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I.
Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password.
We love like spies, like...
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love”
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I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.
– David Foster Wallace
Van Gogh writing his brother for paints
Hemingway testing his shotgun
Celine...
– Charles Bukowski
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Anonymous asked: You seem so interesting, like a character from a novel. I would love to get to know you for real, I bet you would be an awesome friend to have.
scrapbookofloveletters asked: What do you study at college? English literature? xx
Passing to Where?
Sometimes I take out my passport, look at the photograph of myself (not very good, etc.) just to see if I exist
— Richard Brautigan
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There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow...
– Charles Bukowski