I want that quiet rapture again. I want to feel the same powerful, nameless urge that I used to feel when I turned to my books. The breath of desire that then arose from the coloured backs of the books, shall fill me again, melt the heavy, dead lump of lead that lies somewhere in me and waken again the impatience of the future, the quick joy in the world of thought, it shall bring back again the lost eagerness of my youth. I sit and wait.

– Erich Maria Remarque –

I believe that today more than ever a book should be sought after even if it has only one great page in it. We must search for fragments, splinters, toenails, anything that has ore in it, anything that is capable of resuscitating the body and the soul.

– Henry Miller – Tropic of Cancer

terribly, terribly …

I love the way you’re breaking my heart

you’re gonna ruin it

heaven while you’re doin’ it

gonna hurt tomorrow … feels so good now

darling, just keep playing your part

take your time and really finish the things

that you start

…the monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should want roses.

For some reason or other man looks for the miracle, and to accomplish it he will wade through blood. He will debauch himself with ideas, he will reduce himself to a shadow if for only one second of his life he can close his eyes to the hideousness of reality.

Everything is endured … in the belief that overnight something will occur, a miracle, which will render life tolerable …

– Henry Miller – Tropic of Cancer

Ph : Cathleen Naundorf

I believe that today more than ever a book should be sought after even if it has only one great page in it. We must search for fragments, splinters, toenails, anything that has ore in it, anything that is capable of resuscitating the body and the soul.

– Henry Miller – Tropic of Cancer

Ph : Andreas Heumann