"You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?"
— Ernest Hemingway, The Garden Of Eden (via labonair)
(Source: kitty-en-classe, via kirkwoodisinoregon)
I felt like flames
Burning in you
Little did I know
You were just a spark.
"Learning to distinguish things from one’s reactions to them."
— (via magnificentruin)
"You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it.
That the brightest flame burns quickest.
Which means you saw us as a candle.
And I saw us as the sun."
— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via godmaking)
(Source: larmoyante, via godmaking)
"Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is a mistake."
— (via xlx-x)
(Source: icanrelateto, via darthsaboteur)
"Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing."
— Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird (via vvolare)
"If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth."
— Unknown (via leahros3)
Just what Em and I were talking about last night
(Source: the-healing-nest, via darthsaboteur)
"A love story is not about those who lose their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it is stumbled upon, means the body can fool no one, can fool nothing - not the wisdom of sleep or the habit of social graces. It is a consuming of oneself and the past."
— The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje (via lostinthesounds)
"A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke."
— Vincent van Gogh (via reparations)
(Source: sand-foam, via inkvelvet)
"Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth."
— W.B. Yeats
(Source: frauluther, via detenebrate)