tremendousandsonorouswords: “ Louise Bourgeois, ca. 1962 ”
Home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.
- Aleksandar Hemon (via quotemadness)

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He cries, ‘Tell me, tell me what you feel.’ And I cannot. There is blood in my eyes, in my head. Words are drowned.
- Anais Nin, Henry and June
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Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.
- Anaïs Nin, from Henry and June: Unexpurgated Diary (1931 - 1932) of Anaïs Nin

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I want passion and pleasure and noise and drunkenness and all evil.
- Anais Nin, Henry and June (via kvngslayer)
carga-de-agua: “Đinh Quân. Vietnamese artist. ”
But I attach myself only to names and faces; and hoard them like amulets against disaster.
- Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via theredpelican)

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