Thursday, September 23, 2010

I've counted all your scars, I've numbered them as my own.


Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.     -Sara Zarr








I suppose sooner or later in the life of everyone comes a moment of trial. We all of us have our particular devil who rides us and torments us, and we must give battle in the end.







I don’t ask myself what did I live for, said Carlene strongly. That is a man’s question. I ask whom did I live for.    -Zadie Smith










I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesterdays are burried deep—leave it anyway except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can.        -Beryl Markham








Feelings can be like wild animals—we underrate how fierce they are until we’ve opened their cage.
-Richard Paul Evans
























Images via Cocaine Girl and Hello, Bluebird and Sebastian.

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