February 2011
4 posts
January 2011
39 posts
“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when...”
– Henry Miller, Sexus (via liquidnight)
“My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of...”
– Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited (via liquidnight)
December 2010
42 posts
