February 2012
60 posts
“You wander from room to room
Hunting for the diamond necklace
That is already...”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
“We are not nouns, we are verbs. I am not a thing — an actor, a writer — I am a...”
– Stephen Fry (via rachelshead)
“You are every image, and yet
I am homesick for you!”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
Anonymous asked: are you with someone?
“She felt lonely with him now, and his presence only made it more intense.”
– D. H. Lawrence, Sons and Lovers (via distantheartbeats)
Comfort
dearoldlove:
With all the confusion in your life right now, please find comfort in knowing that I love you.
“Without great solitude, no serious work is possible.”
– Pablo Picasso (via nickzadrozny)
“Having a personal philosophy is like having a pet marmoset, because it may be...”
– Lemony Snicket (via dailystendhalnitesaudade)
growing-orbits:
This is my heart spilling into my hands, this is me touching something in the dark and pulling it into the light. I never knew that pain could feel so soft when you try to keep it as something that is good in its essence, not there to destroy, but to show you a way out. This is the exit wound, look, and I know it will heal (you told me so, years ago), if I let it be and let me be...
“…People have played on words and pretended to believe that refusing to grant a...”
– Camus (via nlovin)
“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal,...”
– ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via abitlovely)
