"I talk to God, but the sky is empty"
— Sylvia Plath - Journals 1956 (via iquotesylviaplath)
"…she always had the feeling that it was very, very, dangerous to live even one day."
— Virginia Woolf, from Mrs. Dalloway (via violentwavesofemotion)
"I was never insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched."
— Edgar Allan Poe (via feminism-s)
(Source: believe-in-bitchcraft, via entheogenicmushroomomens)
"A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light."
— Leonardo da Vinci (via natural-magics)
(Source: leonardodavinci-art, via sunflower-mama)
"I drink to paradise
and the lie of love."
— Charles Bukowski (via drunk-on-books)
"I used to build dreams about you."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via drunk-on-books)
"… to have kissed
your mouth with the force of language,
to have spoken your name at all."
— Greg Watson, Now (via poemusicoffee)
(Source: ahuntersheart, via requiemforthepast)
"I’d like to destroy you a few times in bed."
— Ernest Hemingway, from The Snows of Kilimanjaro (via violentwavesofemotion)
(Source: introspectivepoet, via d-i-l-a-t-e)
"Her eyes were rimmed with long nights and things she wishes she had said."
— Flowers In Bone Cages (Available on Amazon)
(Source: flowersinbonecages, via me-sexual)