January 2011
42 posts
…say a prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages.
– Tennessee Williams, Camino Real (via liquidnight)
Rather the flight of the bird passing and leaving no trace
Than creatures...
– Fernando Pessoa
[With warm thanks to Billyjane who sent this beautiful poem to me.]
(via liquidnight)
The girl dreams she is dangerously ill. Suddenly birds come out of her skin and...
– Carl Jung, Man and His Symbols (via liquidnight)
There is a desert on the moon where the dreamer sinks so deeply into the ground...
– Jung | Man and His Symbols. (via in-circles)
Yet, no matter how deeply I go down into myself, my God is dark, and like a...
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via mitochondria)
I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the...
– Hermann Hesse (via mitochondria)
Forever is composed of nows.
– Emily Dickinson (via mitochondria)
In the driest whitest stretch
Of pain’s infinite desert
I lost my sanity
And...
– Rumi (via shinyslingback & oceanofmind)