"That which is clearly known hath less terror than that which is but hinted at and guessed."


- Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles

"I write, she wrote, that memory is fragile and the space of a single life is brief, passing so quickly that we never get a chance to see the relationship between events; we cannot gauge the consequences of our acts, and we believe in the fiction of past, present, and future, but it may also be true that everything happens simultaneously … And now I seek my hatred and cannot seem to find it. I feel its flame going out as I come to understand [its] existence … It would be difficult for me to avenge all those who should be avenged, because my revenge would be just another part of the same inexorable rite. I have to break that terrible chain. I want to think that my task is life and that my mission is not to prolong hatred but simply fill these pages …"

- Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits

"Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again."
"Hell," I said,
"I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?"
"Yes. I want to ruin you."
"Good," I said.
"That’s what I want too."

- Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

Book trades, and what a trio indeed!
pauljohnnelson:

Three books that I’ve recently finished reading and would be open to trading.

Jack Kerouac - Lonesome Traveller
Haruki Murakami - South of the Border, West of the Sun
Cormac McCarthy - The Road

"She was one of those people who was born for the greatness of a single love, for exaggerated hatred, for apocalyptic vengance, and for the most sublime forms of heroism but she was unable to shape her fate to the dimensions of her amorous vocation, so it was lived out as something flat and gray trapped between her mother’s sickroom walls, wretched tenements, and the tortured confessions with which this large, opulent, hot-blooded woman made for maternity, abundance, action, and ardor- was consuming herself."

- Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits

"Everything you do shows your hand."
-Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

"And we danced, on the brink of an unknown future, to an echo from a vanished past."
- John Wyndham, The Day of the Triffids

alexiswinter:

Put together this little A6 pocket zine! 18 pages of my hand drawn typography pieces, inspired by all of my favourite wordsmiths! “Makes for an ideal train or toilet read.” -Anonymous source. Now available from my Etsy!

"Most men will not swim before they are able to.” Is that not witty? Naturally, they won’t swim! They are born for the solid earth, not for the water. And naturally they wont think. They are made for life, not for thought. Yes, and he who thinks, what’s more, he who makes thought his business, he may go far in it, but he has bartered the solid earth for the water all the same, and one day he will drown."


- Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

A love letter from Frida Kahlo to her husband Diego.

"Too perfect to be sexually attractive."

- William S. Burroughs, Last Words: The Final Journals
I just love this quote, it empowers me to laud my faults proudly.

"Too perfect to be sexually attractive."

- William S. Burroughs, Last Words: The Final Journals

I just love this quote, it empowers me to laud my faults proudly.