"Oh, you are lovely!"

- "A Girl Too Gay" by Charles Baudelaire
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My favorite books, author quotes, reading suggestions, and song lyrics

Figs

Italians know
how to call a fig
a fig: fica.
Mandolin-shaped fruit,
feminine as seeds,
amber or green
and bearing large leaves
to clothe our nakedness.

I believe it was
not an apple but a fig
Lucifer gave Eve,
knowing she would find
a fellow feeling
in this female fruit

and knowing also
that Adam would
lose himself
in the fig’s fertile heart
whatever the price—

God’s wrath, expulsion
angry angels
pointing with swords
to a world of woe.

One bite into
a ripe fig
is worth worlds
and worlds and worlds
beyond the green
of Eden.

by Erica Jong, from Love Comes First. © Penguin Group, 2009.

Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having, she’d have waited for you’? No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody.

F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via elysewithay)

(Source: saddest-summer, via starryhours)

wherethewaterblends:

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“There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It’s like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction—every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it’s really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and excitement at about a million miles an hour.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar 

(Source: cite-belle, via letmeedream)

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via letmeedream)

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I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Pablo Neruda (via girlinlondon)

(Source: clavicola, via intra-universe)

God created war so that Americans would learn geography.

Mark Twain

Another couple settles beneath the acacia tree. Aba says he know what a man and woman are talking about by the way the hold their heads. When hers is lowered and his lifted, it’s love. When his is lowered and hers lifted, it’s in-laws.

The Geometry of God by Uzma Aslam Khan

You know, Amal, you are more like me than either of my children. Your mother and her brother are shadows! Dents! But you are a positive!

The Geometry of God by Uzma Aslam Khan

Inner beauty, too, needs occasionally to be told it is beautiful.

Robert Brault (via faeriepetals)

(Source: her0inchic, via creative-psycho)

Live your life and forget your age.

Norman Vincent Peale (via ikilledjackjohnson)

FOR BETTER OR WORSE

“Angels don’t get married. To begin with they are too busy, and secondly they don’t fall in love with each other. (If you don’t know what it feels like to have someone you love put a hand below your bottom rib for the first time, what chance is there for love?)

The way they live together is not unlike a fresh litter of pups: blind and grateful and denuded. This is not to say that they don’t feel love, because they do; sometimes they feel it so strongly that they think they’re having a panic attack. In these moments, their hearts race uncontrollably and they worry that they are going to throw up.”

from The History of Love by Nicole Krauss

And there was a market square where grass grew because there was nothing to sell and no one ever went there, not even to exchange a few words. Grass can be a sad thing when it grows between the cobblestones of a market.

Me, You by Erri De Luca

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