“There is nothing like the sight of an amputated spirit, there is no prosthetics for that. You think you’re merely sending this splendid foot soldier back home to oregon with his tail between his legs, but I say you are executing his soul!”
Trapped, trapped in my own body, is there any way out of this?
Let’s just keep each other as safe as we can until we make our plans,
Can we run?
Can we escape to a place where time doesn’t exist?
“Time, they say you heal all wounds, but they don’t talk about how you destroy all that’s good in the world, how you turn beauty into ash. Now that’s some bullshit, Howard. Now, if love is creation and death is destruction, I’m just the terrain in between. You don’t understand time, no one understands time. Einstein was close when he said I was just an illusion”
People write letters to the universe all the time… most don’t get a response.
macadameia:
“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.”
— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited
(Source: booksnquotes.com, via dilapidatedbeing)