My chaotic thoughts sprinkled with the occasional prose, creative nonfiction and inspirational imagery.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via baileyreed19)
- Sylvia Plath (via creatingaquietmind)
To look at the river made of time and water
And remember that time is another river,
To know that we are lost like the river
And that faces dissolve like water.
-Jorge Luis Borges, “Ars Poetica”
- “The Immortal” (via contextfreeborges)
What can I hold you with?
I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the
moon of the jagged suburbs.
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked
long and long at the lonely moon.
I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts
that living men have honoured in bronze: