Wuthering Heights (2011) Dir. Andrea Arnold // By Georges Bataille, Literature And Evil (1957, Tr. Alastair

raskolnikov would do numbers on tumblr

Fellini’s Casanova (1976)

poetry is wild because in any given collection 30% of it will make you feel nothing, 60% will make you feel varying levels of confused and curious, and the other 10% will crack open your brain like an egg and reveal new truths about the human condition

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939

I hate victims who respect their executioners.

Jean-Paul Sartre

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

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

“They were only speaking the part of god that they themselves could glimpse. And this truth was only as small as they themselves were small.”

— Lauren Groff, The Vaster Wilds

I’ll never not sob over these 2 shots.

Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase