Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via manchannel)

(via hoyehh)

Get busy living or get busy dying.
Stephen King, The Shawshank Redemption (via larmoyante)

writingsforwinter:

To begin, I’m sorry for carrying both our hearts on my back

like a suitcase when we both know that the last time

you fucked the wrong person, it was me,

and I still haven’t returned the luggage tags

from the first man I kissed. And I apologize

for always using the cordless phone to call you

because I’m too emotionally unstable to handle text messages.

I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won’t go away. It doesn’t matter where I am, or how alone - I always have such a crowded head.
Charles de Lint, Memory and Dream (via larmoyante)

The power of the dead is that we think they see us all the time. The dead have a presence. Is there a level of energy composed solely of the dead? They are also in the ground, of course, asleep and crumbling. Perhaps we are what they dream.
Don DeLillo, White Noise (via larmoyante)