"Sleep was my serenity until even in my sleep I couldn’t escape."
jenn satsune (via ohsatsune)
"Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams. You may fancy yourself safe and think yourself strong. But a chance tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had once loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line from a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had ceased to play… I tell you, that it is on things like these that our lives depend."
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via feellng)
"He enjoys life—as do all who are spared the curse of intelligence."
Lovecraft in a letter to Anne Tillery Renshaw, June 14 1922 (via ritual-of-perdition)