▼Stephen Dunn, from Tenderness (via violentwavesofemotion)
"They say that I am a poet.
I wonder what they would say if they saw me from the inside.
I bottle emotions and place them into the sea for others to unbottle on distant shores.
I am unsure as to whether I ever get my point across.
Or my Love."▼Saul Williams, from Said the Shotgun to the Head (via alighthouseofwords)
"There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me."▼Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (via literarylines)
"I see many people die because they judge that life is not worth living. I see others paradoxically getting killed for the ideas or illusions that give them a reason for living (what is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying). I therefore conclude that the meaning of life is the most urgent of questions."▼Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus. (via hobbyhorsical)
But this dark is deep:
now I warm you with my blood, listen
to this flesh.
It is far truer than poems.
—Marina Tsvetaeva, from “Poem of the End” (translated by Elaine Feinstein)
"Not queer like gay. Queer like, escaping definition. Queer like some sort of fluidity and limitlessness at once. Queer like a freedom too strange to be conquered. Queer like the fearlessness to imagine what love can look like…and pursue it."▼Brandon Wint (via mossieboy)
"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature."▼Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via observando)
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable."▼C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via observando)
"Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here."▼Max Ehrmann, “Desiderata” (via natural-magics)