February 2012
13 posts
“Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?”
– Leo Tolstoy (via misswallflower)
“A stone thrown into a silent lake
is—the sound of your name.
The light click...”
– Marina Tsvetaeva, from “Poems for Blok, 1,” trans. Ilya Kaminsky and Jean Valentine (via proustitute)
“I cannot tell if the day
is ending, or the world, or if
the secret of secrets...”
– Anna Akhmatova, from “A land not mine, still” (translated by Jane Kenyon)
“My question - that which at the age of fifty brought me to the verge of suicide...”
– Leo Tolstoy in A Confession (1882)
“Who was it that took away my voice?
The black wound he left in my throat
Can’t...”
– Bella Akhmadulina, from “Silence” (translated by Daniel Halpern) (via ekphora)
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“I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and...”
– Leo Tolstoy (via davisbecca)
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“And so they met- like wave with mountain,
Like verse with prose, like flame...”
– Eugene Onegin, Alexander Pushkin (via i-starchild)