Outside the Oxford Hotel in downtown Denver early this morning during the snowstorm.
You’re learning now that you do not inhabit a solid, reliable social structure - that the older people around you are worried, moody, goofy human beings who themselves were little kids only a few days ago. So home can fall apart and schools can fall apart, usually for childish reasons - and what have you got? A space wanderer named Nan.
And that’s OK. I’m a space wanderer named Kurt, and Jane’s a space wanderer named Jane, and so on. When things go well for days on end, it is an hilarious accident. — Kurt Vonnegut in a letter to Nanny Vonnegut, 1971. (via brighteryellow)
Barbara Park, author of the beloved children’s series “Junie B Jones” has passed away at the age of 66.
They sat on high stools and had tomato broth and hot sandwiches. It was more intimate than anything they had done and they both felt a dangerous sort of loneliness and felt it in each other. They shared in varied scents of the drug store, bitter and sweet and sour, and the mystery of the waitress with only the outer part of her hair dyed and black beneath, and when it was over, the still life of their empty plates-a sliver of potato, a sliced pickle and an olive stone. — The Love of the Last Tycoon (via ragsmartinjones)
South Tyrol, Italy
He had gathered that life for everybody was a struggle, sometimes magnificent from a distance, but always difficult and surprisingly simple and a little sad. — F. Scott Fitzgerald’s “The Freshest Boy” (via fuckyeahfitzgerald)
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…and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes. — from Ulysses, James Joyce (via femme-ex-machina)
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Staithes, a seaside village in North Yorkshire, England
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I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people, to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole. — Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall (via thatkindofwoman)
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The conclusion is to live
because all the rest can’t reach you
and because it’s always too late
to start over
because you are
on your own.