Anna Patrick's Blog, page 120
August 13, 2016
"Love, my violent myth, my
terrifying air."
“Love, my violent myth, my
terrifying air.”
- Caitlyn Siehl, from “Unburied,” Crybaby (via petrichour)
terrifying air.”
- Caitlyn Siehl, from “Unburied,” Crybaby (via petrichour)
"I know of witches who whistle at different pitches, calling things that don’t have names"
“I know of witches who whistle at different pitches, calling things that don’t have names”
- Helen Oyeyemi, White is for Witching (via grigiabot)
- Helen Oyeyemi, White is for Witching (via grigiabot)
"You will lie to everyone you love.
They will love you anyways."
“You will lie to everyone you love.
They will love you anyways.”
- Shinji Moon, The Anatomy of Being
(via thelovejournals)
They will love you anyways.”
- Shinji Moon, The Anatomy of Being
(via thelovejournals)
August 12, 2016
"Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude..."
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It’s the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
- Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum
- Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum
August 11, 2016
"We had been with the men, we had let them do what they wanted. But they would never know the parts..."
“We had been with the men, we had let them do what they wanted. But they would never know the parts of ourselves that we hid from them—they would never sense the lack or even know there was something more they should be looking for.”
- “The Girls,” Emma Cline
- “The Girls,” Emma Cline
"She was lost in that deep and certain sense that there was nothing beyond her own experience. As if..."
“She was lost in that deep and certain sense that there was nothing beyond her own experience. As if there were only one way things could go, the years leading you down a corridor to the room where your inevitable self waited–embryonic, ready to be revealed. How sad it was to realize that sometimes you never got there. That sometimes you lived a whole life skittering across the surface as the years passed, unblessed.”
- “The Girls,” Emma Cline
- “The Girls,” Emma Cline
