“Real sex was too meaty, too medical, as if sex plunged you into all those pulsing, sweaty systems, the nerves and valves and secretions, whereas imaginary sex remained speculative, spiritual, sepulchral.”
—Edmund White, Jack Holmes & His Friend
NotADiaryGirl
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Yes, I read. I have that absurd habit. I like beautiful poems, moving poetry, and all the beyond of that poetry.
I am extraordinarily sensitive to those poor, marvelous words left in our dark night by a few men I never knew.
—
Louis Aragon, Treatise on Style
(Source: alive-alive-oh)
The probability of separate worlds meeting is very small. The lure of it is immense. We send starships. We fall in love.
—
Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries
(Source: quote-book)
Nice theme :)from thehiddenabyss
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I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp, broken shards slash me to ribbons so I would finally look like I felt.
— Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation.
