A flower blooms just before it dies.
“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”
—BUKOWSKI
December 2011
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“I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature… All of this is art to me.”
—Hunter Reveur
“It bothers me that no one has the patience to deal with someone who is just sad.”
—Emily Haines
“I tell my piano the things I used to tell you.”
—Frederic Chopin
