Posts tagged quote.

Drone music is about as far away from music as you can get before it stops being music.

Callum Zeff

And so the circle closes. I still do not know, do not see what curves my life will follow in the future.

Yevgeny Zamyatin, 1929

…,stay at home mom,

Ryan Donato - art curator, writer, Ninja Turtle.

well i drink my friends.

Jacob van Loon - philanthropist, artist, poet

What I drink is not beer.
I am drinking loneliness.

Common saying among young adults from Hong Kong.

However baby man may brag of his science and skill, and however much, in a flattering future, that science and skill may augment; yet for ever and for ever, to the crack of doom, the sea will insult and murder him, and pulverize the stateliest, stiffest frigate he can make.

Herman Melville

Now I am become death, destroyer of worlds.

Julius Robert Oppenheimer who, when witnessing the first nuclear explosion, remembered a line from the Hindu holy book Bhagavad Gita.

It’s easy to imagine the end of the world. An asteroid destroying all life and so on. But you cannot imagine the end of capitalism.

Slavoj Žižek

Children will always be afraid of the dark, and men with minds sensitive to hereditary impulse will always tremble at the thought of the hidden and fathomless worlds of strange life which may pulsate in the gulfs beyond the stars, or press hideously upon our own globe in unholy dimensions which only the dead and the moonstruck can glimpse.

H. P. Lovecraft, “Supernatural Horror in Literature” (via fckyeahhplovecraft)
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“I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.” ― H. P. Lovecraft


In dreams and visions lie the greatest creations of man, for on them rests no yoke of line or hue.

H. P. Lovecraft, “The Night Ocean” (via fckyeahhplovecraft)

What do you think I’d see if I could walk away from me?

Lou Reed, “Candy Says”

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

Jane Austen (via farewell-kingdom)
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“I never can be tied to raw new things, for I first saw the light in an old town, where from my window huddled roofs sloped down to a quaint harbour rich with visionings” - The citiy of Provindence Memorial dedicated to HP Lovecraft. (via haruspex)

I’m painting stars in colors that do not have names; colors that only exist in my mind. I have pages of poetry locked behind my eyes. I’m finding shapes in the clouds and stained glass in the depths of your eyes, but i have yet to find a shape in myself.

Malinda Rose (via seabois)

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