Life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis.
— e.e. cummings (via observando)
Legs Reveal the Woman Type #5 (Conceited) c.1950
detail from an image found here
Empty days. Weeping. Everything difficult, wrong, and yet right after all.
— Franz Kafka, The Blue Octavo Notebooks (1917-1919)
Maybe I’m not so good as I seem to you.
I’ve a bad heart; I will have my own way.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via cavum)