[#ff] Maurice Utrillo's mother was Erik Satie's only lover

— Mary (@maryfduffy) January 3, 2015

if you know there will be a long time before seeing each other again
press hard into that hug
leave an imprint on your organs

— the amber oracle (@TheAmberOracle) November 3, 2014

A friend is someone who's too valuable to fall in love with.

— the dead author (@thedeadauthor) December 23, 2014

"Worked-up silent dork without sex ability seeks oblivion and demise"

— Achewood (@AchewoodTXT) December 10, 2012

Steps Toward A Cure: My therapist
1) isn't as smart as I am
2) envies my life
3) doesn't understand my life
4) doesn't understand Twitter

— Jan Mieszkowski (@janmpdx) December 28, 2015

IF THE ZOO BANS ME FOR HOLLERING AT THE ANIMALS I WILL FACE GOD AND WALK BACKWARDS INTO HELL

— wint (@dril) May 22, 2012

Giving a TED talk to myself. Radically upending what I thought I knew, feeling moved.

— Jon Mooallem (@jmooallem) December 13, 2012

Dogs meditating on your eventual demise and realizing with a start, "I LOVE YOU."

— Dogs doing things (@dogsdoingthings) January 31, 2013

a track that only plays the sounds of every person you've ever loved caught in a moment of laughter at something you've said

— ellen (@elnmss) February 4, 2013

Even under the floorboards, my heart would still beat for you ... #LiteraryComeOns

— Norton Anthology (@NortonAnthology) February 14, 2013

β€œHe who divines the secret of my music is delivered from the misery that haunts the world.” – Ludwig van Beethoven cc @TheRealDaphne

— Tara Shields (@tarashields) March 1, 2013

I remember when a Euro crisis meant deciding which lover to leave your spouse for.

— Nein. (@NeinQuarterly) March 25, 2013

1. find a hotel's wifi password 2. make an gmail account where the username is that password 3. email the hotel, ask for the wifi password

— Dennis Algiers (@neonwario) October 20, 2013

The dead are always forgotten.

— Edgar Allan Poe (@Edgar_Allan_Poe) May 24, 2013