Emma // Marcus Paarmann
“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”
— J. M. Barrie, 1922
“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”
— J. M. Barrie, 1922
“Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.”
— Arthur Miller (via quotemadness)
“And love has slept under a shower of roses,”
— Grégoire Le Roy, from “Legendary and Melancholic Themes,” wr. c. 1922
“I feel ancient, as though I had lived many lives.”
— Gary Snyder, from The Collected Poems; “December At Yase,” wr. c. 1963
“4 December. To die would mean nothing else than to surrender a nothing to the nothing…”
— Franz Kafka, from a diary entry (via watchoutforintellect)
“I wish to hold you; then drink stardust and say permanently ‘farewell’.”
— John Keats, Letters Of John Keats
“Inside the heart, a murmur of poems.”
— Sam Roxas-Chua, from “Dearest Federico,” Saying Your Name Three Times Underwater (Lithic Press, 2017)
when florence welch said “i was heartbroken and annoyed and determined to beat it all out of me”
