“I wait every year for summer, and it is usually good, but it is never as good as that summer I am always waiting for.”
— Martha Gellhorn, in a letter to Hortense Flexner and Wyncie King, from Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
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Wordless,
Infinite —
You.
You intensify
everything.
You are
fire
burning
all that
is left
of my
heart.
Frida Kahlo, from The Diary Of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait (via oiseauperdu)
…I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.
Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters (via watchoutforintellect)
“I am not well; I could have built the Pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling on to life and reason.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice (via dark-splendor)