My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.– Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters
collie-k: The single page was not enough for all her pains. The words crammed over each other, sentences overlapped and paragraphs disappeared under the burden of every new anxiety. Collie put the pen down. She laboured over the words and phrases picking them out from the layers of confusion. Then, taking the paper with care and affection she began to make folds. Slowly the words disappeared as...
One can never wear too many scarves at once, they are a sophisticated visual...– A. Wilson, The Sequin Manifesto, 2013 (via pixiechild-urchin)