January 2012
There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or...
– Charles Bukowski (via onlylogan)
She was the music heard faintly on the edge of sound.
– Raymond Chandler, The Raymond Chandler Papers: Selected Letters and Nonfiction 1909-1959 (via liquidnight)
I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your...
– Charles Bukowski (via onlylogan)
I am past scorching; not easily can’st thou scorch a scar.
– Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, chapter 113 (via mythologyofblue)
A lot of parents will do anything for their children, except let them be...
– Banksy (via kobalts-grey)