She had rooms in her mind that she would not look into.
Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose (via books-n-quotes)
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Model wears a dress by Ruth Fair in a photo by Frances McLaughlin-Gill for Vogue, New York, October 1949
What we have is so slight: the timbre of a voice, the leftover stories, the smell of a haunting vest. And yet so much of life is about the empty spaces; I finally learned that much from all that land.
A Strong West Wind by Gail Caldwell
(via mylittlebookofwisdom)
…a sadness, he might have called it, but it wasn’t a pitying sadness; it was a larger sadness, one that seemed to encompass all the poor striving people, the billions he didn’t know, all living their lives, a sadness that mingled with a wonder and awe at how hard humans everywhere tried to live, even when their days were so very difficult, even when their circumstances were so wretched. Life is so sad, he would think in those moments. It’s so sad, and yet we all do it. We all cling to it; we all search for something to give us solace.
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
secretive dreams 