My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing.
- Rilke
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“Is the scene always visual? It can be aural, the frame can be linguistic: I can fall in love with a sentence spoken to me: and not only because it says something which manages to touch my desire, but because of its syntactical turn (framing), which will inhabit me like a memory.”

—Roland Barthes, from A Lover’s Discourse (Hill and Wang, 1979) 

"   …I felt like a wet towel, sitting there. My brain wont grip.   "
Virginia Woolf, diary entry dated March 18th, 1936 (via englishmajorinrepair)
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"   You ask me why I spend my life writing?
Do I find entertainment?
Is it worthwhile?
Above all, does it pay?
If not, then, is there a reason…?
I write only because
There is a voice within me
That will not be still.   "
Sylvia Plath (via petrichour)