There’s no money in poetry, but there’s no poetry in money, either.
Robert Graves (via streetetiquette)
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“…she might blow down the barrel of a huntsman’s rifle, causing it never thereafter to miss a shot. Some men are not so lucky, or perhaps skilled, and escape her only after surrendering their sanity.”
Sadder than a single star that sets at twilight in a land of reeds, 1899
Sydney Long (Australian)
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We are inside some kind of engine of narrative.
Terrence McKenna (via nirvikalpa)
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Mike: “If something were to happen to him, would you have a problem with that?”
(Source: breaqueenbad, via heisenbergsays)
