“As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.”
—John Steinbeck, from Of Mice and Men (Covici Friede, 1937)
Thank you, apoetreflects.
I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen.
(Source: aimlessdrifter, via proustitute)
I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found.
As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.
We are lonesome animals. We spend all our life trying to be less lonesome. One of our ancient methods is to tell a story begging the listener to say — and to feel — ”Yes, that’s the way it is, or at least that’s the way I feel it. You’re not as alone as you thought.
