the memory motel
July 2011
“They knew nothing of our pleasures nor how much fun it was to be damned to ourselves and never would know nor could know. Our pleasures, which were those of being in love, were as simple and still as mysterious and complicated as a simple mathematical formula that can mean all happiness or can mean the end of the world.”
—Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast. (via wine-loving-vagabond)
Beautiful Child
Fleetwood Mac
#16 - A song that has made you cry
Fleetwood Mac - Beautiful Child
The long and short of it… Growing up is hard. Letting go is hard. But life goes on after the tears dry. It has to.
I’m not a child anymore
I’m tall enough
To reach the stars
I’m old enough
To love you from afar
Play
“Expectation is the root of all heartache.”
—~ William Shakespeare (via 24ribs)
“There comes a time when the pain of continuing exceeds the pain of stopping. At that moment, a threshold is crossed. What seemed unthinkable becomes thinkable. Slowly, the realization emerges that the choice to continue what you have been doing is the choice to live in discomfort, and the choice to stop what you have been doing is the choice to breathe deeply and freely again. Once that realization has emerged, you can either honor it or ignore it, but you cannot forget it. What has become known can not become unknown again.”
—Gary Zukav (via nirvikalpa)
Play
“It is still beautiful to hear the heart beat
but often the shadow seems more real than the body.” —
but often the shadow seems more real than the body.” —
Tomas Tranströmer, from After a Death, translated by Robert Bly
via proustitute:::aubade (via frenchtwist)