April 2012
147 posts
“Our only sensible scale of values is one based on lessening the agony of...”
– H. P. Lovecraft, At the Mountains of Madness
“what was it then? could things thrust their hands up and grip one; could the...”
– Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse
“sunlight pouring across your skin, your shadow
flat on the wall.
the dawn was...”
– Richard Siken, Visible World
