Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.
– Kahlil Gibran
a blog of found things: words, art, photography, disappointment & hope
I feel like you want to think that what you’re feeling is really deep, like some seriously profound existential shit. But to me, it looks like the most tired, average thing in the world, the guy who is all interested in a woman until the very moment when it dawns on him that he has her. Wanting only what you can’t have. The affliction of shallow morons everywhere.
– Adelle Waldman, The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P.
I had love once in the palm of my hand.
Read the lines there.
– John Wieners, A Poem for Painters