❝Love all, trust few. Do wrong to none.❞
-William Shakespeare (via thelittlephilosopher)
(via thelittlephilosopher)
❝Alive in the slippery moonlight,
how easily you managed
to hold yourself upright
on your small heels.
You emerged from your image
on the smooth fields
as if held back from flight by a hinge.
I used to find you
balanced on your visible ghost
holding it down by a corner. The blind
stain crawled, fawning, about you.
Your body staked its shadow like a post.
Gone, you leave nothing behind,
not a toe to hold steady or true
your image which lives in my mind.❞ -The Loss by Anne Stevenson (via growing-orbits)
how easily you managed
to hold yourself upright
on your small heels.
You emerged from your image
on the smooth fields
as if held back from flight by a hinge.
I used to find you
balanced on your visible ghost
holding it down by a corner. The blind
stain crawled, fawning, about you.
Your body staked its shadow like a post.
Gone, you leave nothing behind,
not a toe to hold steady or true
your image which lives in my mind.❞ -The Loss by Anne Stevenson (via growing-orbits)
(via losingmyselfagain)
❝Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.❞
-Martin Luther King Jr. (via thelittlephilosopher)
(via thelittlephilosopher)
❝Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it’s a big part, and sometimes it isn’t, but either way, it’s a part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you’re alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser, sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way, pain leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one degree or another.❞
-Jim Butcher (via venebelle)
(via losingmyselfagain)
I fall
whenever I
see you.
Lips,
eyes,
and smile.
You,
my beautiful,
my only.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
(via losingmyselfagain)
❝I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in these streets people were embroiled in a thousand different matters, money problems, love problems, school problems. People were falling in love, getting married, going to drug rehab, learning how to ice-skate, getting bifocals, studying for exams, trying on clothes, getting their hair-cut and getting born. And in some houses people were getting old and sick and were dying, leaving others to grieve. It was happening all the time, unnoticed, and it was the thing that really mattered.❞
-Jeffrey Eugenides (via ouil)
(Source: accidentalism, via hateshiploveship)
