If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
-Vincent Van Gogh
Earphones, music, window seat and boom I am in my main character era
“And then the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep, and autumn awakened."
-Raquel Franco
-Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”
-Charles Bukowski, "cancer," from Come On In!
-The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913
IT'S SEPTEMBER already, how can i hold my own heart.
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
-Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
— David Cronenberg, Consumed
To love someone is to simply turn around.