What's inside me?

I lay in bed thinking about everything in my heart that was possible and impossible, right and wrong, sayable and unsayable, Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home

“I look at them and read the sadness in their eyes, and for a moment I am afraid.. can they read mine?” — Mandeq Ahmed, “eyes of sorrow”

“And you are left alone to hunger / For the beautiful shadows you crave.” — Guillaume Apollinaire, tr. by Paul Weinfield, from “Clotilde,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

"I've had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can't quite make out what it is. It takes time." Charles Bukowski

Hieronymus Bosch - Trittico del Giardino delle delizie (particolare) (1485, circa)

Your soul is all the time craving and longing, Fyodor Dostoevsky, from his novel titled "White Nights," originally published in 1848

pain, and rapture, and despair...

The more one is dazzled, the less one is satisfied. - VICTOR HUGO