Katherine Mansfield, In A Letter To Dorothy Brett, Dated 14 August 1918

snoopy after reading white nights by dostoevsky

Rainer Maria Rilke, "The Prodigal Son." The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Stephen Mitchell)

Fellini’s Casanova (1976)

Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

Text ID: Everything in me tends to go on to become something else. My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while…

“We are reduced to asking others what we are. We never dare to ask ourselves.”

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Discourse on Inequality

just saw this on pinterest and it hit me like a truck

26 September, 1880 Leo Tolstoy in his letter to Nikolai Strakhov

I don’t mean to interrupt people I just randomly remember things and get really excited I’m sorry

Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson