February 2012
“May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window...”
– Franz Kafka (via waitingforteaagain)
“But hurry, let’s entwine ourselves as one,
our mouth broken, our soul bitten...”
– Federico García Lorca, Sonnet of the Garland of Roses, trans. by Scott Tucker (via frenchtwist)
