February 2012
150 posts
Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find...
– John Muir (via which-witch)
She kissed as if she, alone, could forge the signature of the sun.
– Saul Williams (via thatkindofwoman)
Saturday in the house closed in mourning, the final brilliance of life that...
– Gabriel García Márquez, from The General in His Labyrinth (via girlinlondon)