February 2012
11 posts
“Get up and come here
for the sake of my heart,
and lend your beauty
to...”
– Omar Khayyam
translated by Juan Cole
from Whinfield 5
“Into my heart on air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are...”
– A. E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad XL (via proustitute)
“On mornings when I hope you forget my name,
I walk through the high wet weeds...”
– Dean Young, from “Selected Recent and New Errors” (via proustitute)
“Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are the eternity and...”
– Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet (via proustitute)
