Time comes in waves here, a sickness, one day after the other rolling on;
I move up, it’s called
awake, then down into the uneasy
nights but never
forward.

 

All I ever did to that apartment was hang fifty yards of yellow theatrical silk across the bedroom windows, because I had some idea that the gold light would make me feel better, but I did not bother to weight the curtains correctly and all that summer the long panels of transparent golden silk would blow out the windows and get tangled and drenched in afternoon thunderstorms. That was the year, my twenty-eight, when I was discovering that not all of the promises would be kept, that some things are in fact irrevocable and that it had counted after all, every evasion and ever procrastination, every word, all of it.

"Goodbye to All That," Joan Didion (via irandeckard)

(Source: commovente)

And you’ll always love me won’t you?”
“Yes”
“And the rain won’t make any difference?”
“No

Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via irandeckard)

(Source: goodreads.com)

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I guess it’s just like they’ve always done

I identify with Janeway…I am a woman of authority, unique in the Star Trek annals. There has never been a woman who has had the title of executive producer besides myself. I have a staff that I work with and take responsibility for. The successful running of a TV series is, at least in part, up to me. There are many pressures and a lot of stress. So, I bring my personality to bear on this job. Naturally, it is those sensibilities that I tap into when I write Janeway.

Jeri Taylor, interviewed in “Now Voyager” by Ian Spelling, Starlog Magazine (February, 1995)