Track: We Exist
Artist: Arcade Fire
You may have discovered entire new countries in your own soul.
Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vita Sackville-West (via inthemoodtodissolveinthesky)
Track: Waves That Rolled You Under
Artist: Young Summer
What I fear most, I think, is death of the imagination. When the sky outside is merely pink, and the rooftops merely black: that photographic mind which paradoxically tells the truth, but the worthless truth, about the world. It is that synthesizing spirit, that “shaping” force, which prolifically sprouts and makes up its own worlds with more inventiveness than God which I desire. If I sit still and don’t do anything, the world goes on beating like a slack drum, without meaning. We must be moving, working, making dreams to run towards; the poverty of life without dreams is too horrible to imagine.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via suzywire)
He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.
Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (via simplybookdrunk)