1281st.

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up those defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person. no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life ... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." - Neil Gaiman


Photo is "I Will Carry This" - from OmDaisy.

1280.

"In my headphones, I led a life of romance and incident and intrigue, none of which had anything to do with the world outside my Walkman." - Rob Sheffield


Photo is "Headphones" - from levdir.

1279th.

"She was not ready for this. Not able to even conceive of opening her heart up to anything or anyone. It was already shattered, and if she took away the shield around it, her heart might simply wither and fall to the ground like leaves in autumn. She was not ready, but she was terrified also that she might never be." - Christopher Golden


Photo is "Protest Your Sweet Heart" - from devil-dxb.

1278th.

"Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you've made." - Margaret Atwood


Photo is "Ruins" - from Veniamin.

1277th.

"But it's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then." - Lewis Caroll


Photo is "Yesterday" - from Iza87.

1276th.

"He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams." - Virginia Woolf


Photo is "Man of the Sun" - from iNeedChemicalx.

1275th.

"I didn't care about anything. And there's a freedom in apathy, a wild, dizzying liberation on which you can almost get drunk. You can do anything." - Lionel Shriver


Photo is "Apathy" - from Maaria.

1274th.

"I am horribly timid. My romantic soul gets all clammy and shivery at the thought of running into some awful indecent unpleasantness." - Vladimir Nabokov


Photo is "Samburu" - from mimiseagar10.

1273rd.

"Half of my life is an act of revision." - John Irving


Photo is "Rewrite" - from Slairea.

1272nd.

"I've lived so little that I tend to imagine I'm not going to die; it seems improbable that human existence can be reduced to so little; one imagines, in spite of oneself, that sooner or later something is bound to happen. A big mistake. A life can just as well be both empty and short. The day slip by indifferently, leaving neither trace nor memory; and then all of a sudden they stop." - Michel Houellebecq


Photo is "The Winds of Apathy" - from Itseasy.