May 2013
I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening...
– Franz Kafka (via misiuq)
We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us...
– Fyodor Dostoevsky
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I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time.
– Sage Francis (via furples)
Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for...
– No One Belongs Here More Than You, Miranda July (via seabois)
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Naufraguei sem tormenta num mar onde se pode estar de pé.
– Fernando Pessoa
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Poetry is to write what does not fit in life.
– Fernanda Mello
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