Note to self: Learn to read Greek and Latin. Read up more on architecture, neuroscience, psych. Start writing something for fuck’s sake, you lazy bastard. At minimum.
"I was very far away. My real life had gone underground and could not be seen by anybody. The person at the surface that everybody saw was no longer me."— Philip Ó Ceallaigh, “As I Sink Down” (via larmoyante)
"I am unattached; My heart is very quiet. The world is a curtain."— Sylvia Plath, from the draft of Poppies In July (via violentwavesofemotion)
"There are some things so serious you have to laugh at them."— Niels Henrik David Bohr (via quotedojo)