March 2012
[Responsibility to yourself] means resisting the forces in society which say...
– Adrienne Rich via Autostraddle — Adrienne Rich is Dead (via autostraddle)
What was there outside of this place? I went through all the usual small-town...
– via Autostraddle — Everything Happens Elsewhere: Northern Ireland in the Nineties (via autostraddle)
Part of what I want to tell you is what it is like to be young in New York, how...
– Goodbye to All That by Joan Didion
Its been seven years, and I haven’t felt a year go by.
(via birdmechanical)
To shift the structure of a sentence alters the meaning of that sentence, as...
– Why I Write, Joan Didion (via stephanieglass)
In time of trouble, I had been trained since childhood, read, learn, work it up,...
– Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking (via nomoreundead)
The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite...
– Annie Dillard (via think-less-but-see-it-grow)
From even the deepest slumber you wake with a jolt—older, closer to death, and...
– Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (via onwardintolight)
The mind wants to live forever, or learn a very good reason why not. The mind...
– Annie Dillard, Teaching a Stone to Talk (via lizcrowder)
One turns at last even from glory itself with a sigh of relief. From the depths...
– Annie Dillard, Teaching a Stone to Talk (Total Eclipse)
There are no events but thoughts and the heart’s hard turning, the heart’s slow...
– Annie Dillard, Holy the Firm (via theunquotables)
I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was...
– Annie Dillard (via withnailrules)
I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything...
– Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (via osheabiwan)
The written word is weak. Many prefer life to it. Life gets your blood going,...
– Annie Dillard, “The Writing Life” (via ttddoo)
Writing sentences is difficult whatever their subject. It is no less difficult...
– Annie Dillard (via -murakami)
She fell asleep with a pen in her hair,
Woke with ink in the sheets
Fell...
– Dessa (via taluchick)
i didn’t catch you saying grace motherfucker
so tell me how does my name taste?
spit it out.
so tell me how does my name taste?
- Scuffle, Dessa
location, place: Da Weazel Lyfe →
bokehuynh:
Yo, my homegirl’s name is Annie Dillard,
Breaks tradition by writing non-fiction,
Her themes are unheard, except for by nerds,
Her imagery’s whack and so’s her diction.
Always be hatin’, hatin’ on the church,
But that don’t mean that she’s hatin’ on God.
Drifting through space on a spiritual…
OKAY THIS IS THE BEST.
you’re looking for a BLT at a jewish deli, my friend.
– Autostraddle, on falling for straight girls (via meandthestereo)
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