December 2010
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: Toska, Russian – Vladmir Nabokov describes it... →
gravestone-whisper:
Toska, Russian – Vladmir Nabokov describes it best: “No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with…
“Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that by hating...”
– (via iamnocturnal)
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I was lying down pondering
repeating my name to myself
Am I pleased with it, just wondering
a gentleman grimaced at me from the wall
he has this moustache, about a feet tall
the man not the moustache silly
I just turned around and wondered if
I’ll ever get to sleep at all
There are no clocks to tick lullabies
No red dots floating round the dark
Only snores to keep me...
