February 2012
163 posts
“It’s weird to feel like you miss someone you’re not even sure you know.”
– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via liquidnight)
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“Al fin del verano de 96, José Luis Chilavert hizo un gol histórico en Buenos...”
– El ángel, Eduardo Galeano
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Only Spins Forward: Jonathan Franzen's Eulogy for... →
jordan-baker:
Like a lot of writers, but even more than most, Dave loved to be in control of things. He was easily stressed by chaotic social situations. I only ever saw him twice go to a party without Karen. One of them, hosted by Adam Begley, I almost physically had to drag him to, and as soon as we were…
Real Estate
fuckyeahrichardbrautigan:
I have emotions that are like newspapers that read themselves. I go for days at a time trapped in the want ads. I feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000 I’m yours ghosts and all.
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“Gli scrittori tendono a essere una razza di guardoni. Tendono ad appostarsi e a...”
– David Foster Wallace - Tennis, tv, trigonometria, tornado (via giardinaggiodeifioridelmale)
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Jules Verne Zucchini
fuckyeahrichardbrautigan:
Men are walking on the moon today, planting their footsteps as if they were zucchini on a dead world while over 3,000,000 people starve to death every year on a living one. Earth July 20, 1969
“Ya tengo bastante con mi suficiencia
para el dolor
y una superioridad colérica...”
– Fragmento de Cinta de Moebius, Isla Correyero (via poesianoerestu)
“I don’t know when we’ll see each other again or what the world will be like when...”
– Arthur Golden (via misswallflower)
“When you don’t fit in, you become superhuman. You can feel everyone else’s eyes...”
– Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes. (via ruineshumaines)
“Valencia, tan puta como siempre”
“[O]thers rage and lust, Aeneas is usually merely confused, full of good...”
– Somewhere I have never travelled (via houtis)
“El sonido de la puerta al cerrarse
detrás de ti no tiene nada que ver con
el...”
– Fragmento de (El corazón de los) Hostales, Juan Bello Sánchez (via poesianoerestu)
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“Y fingir, fingir que te he soñado
pero que te siento verdad
por lo mucho que...”
– Fragmento de Lisboa, Pilar Sanabria (via poesianoerestu)