October 2011
92 posts
“Am I in love? —yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I...”
– Roland Barthes: A Lover’s Discourse
“What but skin
feels the wind…”
– Devin Johnston, from “Thin Place”
“Love is by definition an unmerited gift; being loved without meriting it is the...”
– Milan Kundera - Slowness
“¿Qué ocurriría si, un día o una noche un demonio se deslizara furtivamente en la...”
– La Gaya Ciencia, Aforismo 341 - Friedrich Nietzsche.
Best compliment ever.
You are sexy as fuck.
“..La borró de la fotografía de su vida no porque no la hubiese amado, sino,...”
– Milán Kundera
ambedo
n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life, a mood whose only known cure is the vuvuzela.
