So I Am Getting A New Tattoo Soon( A Quote From Prozac Nation) And I Found A Great Stash Of Other Beautifully Inspired Literary Tattoos At http://www.contrariwise.org/ Enjoy xx
“When we grab you by the ankles
Where our mark is to be made
you’ll soon be doing noble work
Although you won’t be paid
When we drive away in secret
You’ll be a volunteer
So don’t scream where we take you;
The world is quiet here.”
-Lemmony Snicket
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
-The Jabberwocky from Alice in Wonderland
"It's only after you've lost everything," Tyler says, "that you're free to do anything."
~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
- Excerpt from A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe
By a mad miracle I go intactAmong the common routThronging sidewalk, street,And bickering shops;Nobody blinks a lid, gapes,Or cries that this raw fleshReeks of the butcher’s cleaver,Its heart and guts hung hookedAnd bloodied as a cow’s split frameParceled out by white-jacketed assassins.- Excerpt from “Street Song” by Sylvia Plath
But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up if you love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky. But believe me- it’s better to look at the sky than to live there. Such an empty place; so vague. just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear…”- Excerpt from Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote
And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me.
I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions.
And I have no face, I have wanted to efface myself
-Sylvia Plath, Tulips
“I feel infinite.”
And Sam and Patrick looked at me like I said the greatest thing they ever heard. Because the song was that great and because we all really paid attention to it. Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spend, and we felt young in a good way.”
- Excerpt from The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
“Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.”
- Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five
all theories
like clichés
shot to hell,
all these small faces
looking up
beautiful and believing;
I wish to weep
but sorrow is
stupid.
I wish to believe
but belief is a
graveyard.
we have narrowed it down to
the butcherknife and the
mockingbird.
wish us
luck.
- No Title by Charles Bukowski
