Ignorancia.
«Se dice que de cada 10.189 gotas de lluvia, 1 sería la lágrima de un pájaro y que de cada 16.474 copos de nieve, 1 el fantasma de un pájaro descolgado de la placenta celeste.»

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Andrea. 20. Chilean.
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Posted: 5 hours ago on 17/9/14 at 9:16pm
Nosotros sabemos lo peligrosas que pueden resultar las máscaras. Todos nos convertimos en lo que fingimos ser. (…) Todos nos contamos una historia sobre nosotros mismos. Siempre. Continuamente. Esa historia es lo que nos convierte en lo que somos. Nos construimos a nosotros mismos a partir de esa historia.

El nombre del viento, Patrick Rothfuss (via esnifandosentimientos)

Posted: 6 hours ago on 17/9/14 at 7:54pm
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Anonymous said—

Bonita :3

Hermosho :3

Posted: 23 hours ago on 17/9/14 at 3:37am
Posted: 23 hours ago on 17/9/14 at 3:36am
Everybody says sex is obscene. The only true obscenity is war.

Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer (via wordsnquotes)

Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 10:09pm
Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 10:07pm
The devil is not as black as he is painted.

Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy (via wordsnquotes)

Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 2:17pm
La sabiduría nos llega cuando ya no nos sirve de nada.

—El coronel no tiene quien le escriba, Gabriel García Márquez. (via bohemiofilosofico)

Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 2:51am
A veces tan triste, a veces muerta de risa, a veces loca.

—Cortazar (via charlottegabriellee)

(Source: antonellagabrielle)

Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 2:47am
…what allured him was the remarkable beauty of the innocent girl, which had a peculiar attraction for a vicious profligate…’Those innocent eyes slit my soul up like a razor,’ he used to say afterwards, with his loathsome snigger. In a man so depraved this might, of course, mean no more than sensual attraction.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)

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Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 2:39am
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

—Pablo Neruda  (via alexandrave)

(Source: pythons)

Posted: 1 day ago on 16/9/14 at 2:39am
But I must not forsake myself, I am entirely alone.

—Franz Kafka, Diaries  (via alexandrave)

(Source: kafkaesque-world)

Posted: 2 days ago on 16/9/14 at 2:37am
¿Deseas que te amen? No pierdas, pues,
El rumbo de tu corazón.
Sólo aquello que eres has de ser
Y aquello que no eres, no.
Así, en el mundo, tu modo sutil,
Tu gracia, tu bellísimo ser,
Serán objeto de elogio sin fin
Y el amor… un sencillo deber.

—Edgar Allan Poe, ¿Deseas que te amen? (via amedialuna)

Posted: 2 days ago on 15/9/14 at 5:28pm
Hay un vacío
en mi aire metafísico
que nadie ha de palpar.

—Fragmento de Espergesia, César Vallejo (via poesianoerestu)

Posted: 2 days ago on 15/9/14 at 4:10am
Posted: 2 days ago on 15/9/14 at 2:50am
I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace and Other Stories (via bookmania)