"Leaves turned to soil beneath my feet. Thus it is, trees eat themselves."
- David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas (via cloudatlasdaily)
(Source: converseonfire, via dearsixsmith)
"I do not want to be human. I want to be myself. They think I am a lion, that I will chase them. I will not deny I have lions in me. I am the monster in the wood. I have wonders in my house of sugar. I have parts of myself I do not yet understand."
- Catherynne M. Valente, Silently and Very Fast (via larmoyante)
"I imagine myself covered with blood, broken but transfigured and in agreement with the world, both as prey and as a jaw of time, which ceaselessly kills and is ceaselessly killed."
- Georges Bataille (via fetalfawn)
(Source: invisiblemotor, via radiumangel)
"[…] It was as if my hand was not mine at all, but only a husk or skin, with inside it another hand growing."
- Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace (via fetalfawn)
"They say every atom in our bodies was once a part of a star. Maybe I’m not leaving, maybe I’m going home."
- Vincent Freeman, “Gattaca” (via mishcollin)
(Source: speioritur, via nestingcas)