In the world I am
Always a stranger
I do not understand its language
It does not understand my silence.
—Bei Dao (via observando)
If the real world were a book, it would never find a publisher. Overlong, detailed to the point of distraction-and ultimately, without a major resolution.
—Jasper Fforde, Something Rotten (via observando)
You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always think of you.
—J.M. Barrie (via observando)