“Your hair waves once more when I weep. With the blue of your eyes you lay the table of love: a bed… — Paul Celan Copy Share Image
The night begins and lightning strikes. Told her bring her girlfriend 'cause they might be dykes and that might be nice, the… — Ryan Leslie Copy Share Image
“It's six o'clock; my drink is at the three-quarter mark - three-quarters down not three-quarters up - and the night begins. ("New… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“It would be better for you to turn around and go into the thick grasses, there where one of those strange grassy… — László Krasznahorkai Copy Share Image
