Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges and absorbs the impact.

termin4l:

shock-er:

i think im in love with this

the last line shot chills down my spine

Of course this has no credit. It’s from The History of Love by Nicole Krauss.

(via bringmechips)

Has it really been? And yet. Yes. All of the evidence suggests. A lifetime.

During the time I waited, a whole species of butterfly may have become extinct, or a large, complex mammal with feelings like mine.

They’re making The History of Love into a movie