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“Emotions, in my experience, aren’t covered by single words. I don’t believe in “sadness,” “joy,” or “regret.”
Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I’d like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, “the happiness that attends disaster.” Or: “the disappointment of sleeping with one’s fantasy.” I’d like to show how “intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members” connects with “the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age.” I’d like to have a word for “the sadness inspired by failing restaurants” as well as for “the excitement of getting a room with a minibar.”
I’ve never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I’ve entered my story, I need them more than ever.”
— from Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (via melancholynotes)
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“They were two, they had adored each other, there was nothing but that.” — Les Miserables (via quotewhore)
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thinair: thebunnyhops: (via fuckyeahstrangefinds) Escape, if it makes you happy.
i feel the need to reblog this again because it’s too funny
Scarlett Johannsson: Made me feel alittle better
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