"I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between."

Sylvia Plath (via precor)

(Source: misswallflower)

"I think there is a general misconception that you write poems because you ‘have something to say.’ I think, actually, that you write poems because you have something echoing around in the bone-dome of your skull that you cannot say. Poetry allows us to hold many related tangential notions in very close orbit around each other at the same time. The ‘unsayable’ thing at the center of the poem becomes visible to the poet and reader in the same way that dark matter becomes visible to the astrophysicist. You can’t see it, but by measure of its effect on the visible, it can become so precise a silhouette you can almost know it."

Rebecca Lindenberg (via leopoldgursky)

(Source: mcsweeneys.net)

"If you’re really listening, if you’re awake to the poignant beauty of the world, your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so that it can hold ever-more wonders."

Andrew Harvey, The Return of the Mother 

(Source: emotional-algebra)

"We’ve taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces."

 Chuck Palahniuk, Asfixia   (via anditslove)

(Source: tillthemusicends)

"She thought of it like this, like the way a book can fall down behind all the others on a shelf, and in this way it’s missing, only you don’t know it to look at the shelf: all that you see looks orderly and complete. Her parents seemed like the books you could see: they smiled and spoke and dressed and made supper and went off to work and all the other things they were supposed to do, but something, a crucial volume, had slipped down in back and couldn’t be reached."

Leah Hager Cohen (The Grief of Others)

(Source: bodywithoutorgans)