The long walks I take at night. Sometimes I stand for hours at a single
place, without hardly moving. (I’ve had the wind stop in my hand.)
- Richard Brautigan (via mirroir)
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I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air, alive, with closed eyes.
- E.E. Cummings  (via lavandula)
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Why is it that words like these seem to me so dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?
- James Joyce, The Dead (via grvve)
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— Richard Siken

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— Richard Siken

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He asked, ‘What makes a writer?’ ‘Well,’ I said, ‘it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.’
- Charles Bukowski (via quintaesencias)
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