14 7 / 2014

"I am ashes where I was once fire."

13 7 / 2014

"Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?"

Sigmund Freud (via heteroglossia)

(Source: timeimmemorial, via heteroglossia)

12 7 / 2014

10 7 / 2014

"

Some begin to talk,
to themselves, as do the mad;
some give

their hearts to silence.

"

Stephanie Strickland, from “The Red Virgin:  A Poem of Simone Weil” (via the-final-sentence)

09 7 / 2014


“Deja Vu” by Svetoslav Stoyanov

“Deja Vu” by Svetoslav Stoyanov

(via terralibertas)

08 7 / 2014

"It’s like I’m reading a book… and it’s a book I deeply love. But I’m reading it slowly now. So the words are really far apart and the spaces between the words are almost infinite. I can still feel you… and the words of our story… but it’s in this endless space between the words that I’m finding myself now. It’s a place that’s not of the physical world. It’s where everything else is that I didn’t even know existed. I love you so much. But this is where I am now. And this who I am now. And I need you to let me go. As much as I want to, I can’t live your book any more."

Samantha - Her (via willbraham)

25 6 / 2014

stranput:

143 Ponekad te još uvijek vidim iza neizbrisivih obrisa, istu kakvu sam te tada mogao vidjeti i gotovo istu kakva si stvarno bila, iako svakim danom izgledaš sve drugačije i drugačije, što me podsjeća na promjene godišnjih doba i činjenicu da ulazim u fazu života kada polako postaje moguće po prvi…

14 6 / 2014

"Nema potrebe podastirati dokaze da je štivo istinito, niti ga opremati onim što je izvan književnosti, niti bilo kakvim trikovima koji mirišu na konceptualu; uvijek je najjači dokument precizna spisateljska ruka. Vjerojatno sam se pribojavao da bi fotke odredile žanr i svele ga samo na autobiografiju koja je ovdje prisutna tek djelomice, jednim svojim krakom, a sve je ostalo pisanje, užitak pisanja, koje mijenja svaku stvarnost i prevodi je u nešto posve novo. Svatko tko piše dobro zna da se nijedan život ne može u cijelosti opisati, jer književnost usvaja samo ono što joj odgovara, a ostalo vraća životu iz koga uzima. I ja sam sve činio da se taj međaš, taj granični kamen žanra pomakne, te da autobiografsko i memoarsko ne bude samo prisjećanje, nego da postane i oblikovanje svijeta i epohe, te da tako i otkloni one dvojbe „ili roman ili autobiografija“, jer zašto ne i jedno i drugo sve dok crpi jedno iz drugog."

Mirko Kovač. Vrijeme koje se udaljava.

03 6 / 2014

28 5 / 2014

"So, we’ll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest."

Lord Byron (via observando)