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When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.

—  Haruki Murakami (via perfect)

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humblewonder:

The figure of the enneagram is formed by linking the two “sacred cosmic fundamental laws” of the Triamasikamno (Trinity) and the Heptaparaparschinoch (Sevenness). The former consists of the powers Surp-Ortheor (affirmation:father), Surp-Skiros (negations: son) and Surp-Athanatos (reconciliation: holy spirit). 
The enneagram indicates the two points of the octave (3 and 6) at which forces must come from without so that the direction of motion is not reversed. To free the active will of man from the mechanical associations of the ordinary, Gurdjieff began to study the diagram with his pupils as a choreographic figure, assigning special motions to the individual points. 

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aseaofquotes:

Truman Capote, Summer Crossing

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the-boywho:

Luuk Van Os X Malevich │ tumblr

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diamondsandmonsters:

Stages of depression

I like this because it’s reversible; if you’re laying on the ground you can get back up, even if you’re just kneeling or barely standing, it shows that recovery is possible

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I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.

—  Albert Camus, The Fall (via seabois)

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fuckyeahmercury:

Freddie Mercury, 1974.

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rootsthatclutch:

I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.

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Best Author-on-Author Insults in History

Virginia Woolf on James Joyce:   [Ulysses is] the work of a queasy undergraduate scratching his pimples.
Harold Bloom on J.K. Rowling:   How to read ‘Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone’? Why, very quickly, to begin with, and perhaps also to make an end. Why read it? Presumably, if you cannot be persuaded to read anything better, Rowling will have to do.
H. G. Wells on George Bernard Shaw:   An idiot child screaming in a hospital.
Ralph Waldo Emerson on Jane Austen:   Miss Austen’s novels . . . seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in the wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world.
William Faulkner on Ernest Hemingway:   He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
Ernest Hemingway on William Faulkner:   Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?
W. H. Auden on Robert Browning:   I don’t think Robert Browning was very good in bed. His wife probably didn’t care for him very much. He snored and had fantasies about twelve-year-old girls.
Mark Twain on Jane Austen:   Every time I read ‘Pride and Prejudice,’ I want to dig her up and hit her over the skull with her own shin-bone.

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mrmeganfox:

Creep (Acoustic Version) by Radiohead.

Seriously one of my favorite songs ever. The emotion is just extremely raw on the acoustic version. Complete and utter brilliance.

(via whynotgenius)

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