Yearning For A Place To Breathe

The forests are very old. The forests are older than man. They have seen the gods die. And man is naked in a forest of dust, dry leaves and roads covered with leaves and dust.

—Paul Celan (via ancient-serpent)

(Source: anachronisticfairytales, via paintgod)

I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.

—Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian.   (via seulray)

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