We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.– Eduardo Galeano
What he had really wanted to do was to tear a hole in his world and escape.– Vladimir Nabokov, “Symbols and Signs”
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Black is not sad. Bright colors are what depresses me. They’re so … empty. Black...
Data is not information, information is not knowledge, knowledge is not...– Clifford Stoll (via nathanielstuart)
Deep rivers run quiet.– Haruki Murakami, Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical...– Naguib Mahfouz, from Sugar Street
every morning: fuck my life why the shit did I go to bed so late god why do I do this to myself okay that's it tonight I'm going to bed at 6PM no excuses this is ridiculous
3AM that night: well fuck