January 2010
Morning by Frank O'Hara
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I’ve got to tell you how I love you always I think of it on grey mornings with death
in my mouth the tea is never hot enough then and the cigarette dry the maroon robe
chills me I need you and look out the window at the noiseless snow
At night on the dock the buses glow like clouds and I am lonely thinking of flutes
I miss you always when I go to...
“Won’t you… come by and see me, I’m a love letter away…”
– Voxtrot “Start of Something”
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– Christopher Paolini (Eragon) (via quote-book)
“Someday, after mastering winds, waves, tides and gravity, we shall harness the...”
– Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (via psychotherapy) (via quote-book)
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...”
– Jack Kerouac | Submitted by: royalsadness (via quote-book)
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