June 2011
I love, pale one, your lifted eyebrows bridging
Twin darknesses of flowing...
– Charles Baudelaire (dondante)
Nessuno mi ha riconosciuto sotto la maschera dell’identità con gli altri, né ha...
– Fernando Pessoa, Una sola moltitudine (progvolution)
The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
– Arthur Rimbaud (liquidnight)
I am the most tired woman in the world. I am tired when I get up. Life requires...
– Anaïs Nin (dialogues)
C’è qualcosa di più triste che invecchiare, ed è rimanere bambini.
– Cesare Pavese
Because never in my entire childhood did I feel like a child. I felt like a...
– Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game (liquidnight)
I have no more words.
Let the soul speak
with the silent articulation of a...
– Rumi (proustitute)
Can you miss someone you don’t remember? Can one moment or experience ever...
– Code 46
Blanc absolu. Blanc par-dessus toute blancheur. Blanc de l’avènement du blanc....
– Henri Michaux, L’Espace du dedans, 1966 (raclures)
I keep seeing the words. Heat, space, stillness, distance. They’ve become visual...
– Don DeLillo, Point Omega
L’histoire de ma vie n’existe pas. Ça n’existe pas. Il n’y a jamais de centre....
– Marguerite Duras, L’amant (raclures)
The need to be right is the sign of a vulgar mind.
– Albert Camus
All that happens is symbol, and as it represents itself perfectly, it points to...
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Letter To Schubarth, April 1818 (_)
Nessuno può vedermi da dove mi guardo io.
– Francesca Woodman
The zero degree of disorder and of events. The miraculous point of a total...
– Jean Baudrillard, Fragments: Cool Memories III, 1990-1995
Un libro, per quanto triste, non potrà mai essere triste come una vita.
– Agota Kristof (disperso)
He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.
– Elbert Hubbard (boreal)