Anonymous asked: What is your favorite quote?
all-that-glitters-aint-gold: I shouldn’t feel like this. It was my choice. I don’t want to miss you, but I do. And right now you’re breaking my heart.
letmecatchmybreath: How did we go from being best friends to strangers in such a short period of time?
Until the day we die The teardrop in your eye The thoughts that made us shy...– Edgar Smari - The Kiss We Never Kissed
You’re not going anywhere without me These trials don’t prepare the air of love...– The Killers (via rainyones)
Close your eyes, clear your heart, and cut the cord.– Human By: The Killers (via laputatiana)
houseoftheemotional: My heart has shattered into a hundred million pieces I can’t feel it yet but I know I will one day soon And I fear that day most of all.
Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.– C. S. Lewis (via r-j-h)
l know it may seem small and insignificant, but it’s not about what it is, it’s...– The Lorax (via sallyduyenn)
Let the Dream Descend: Banked Fires I shall... →
phantomsmistress: Banked Fires I shall remember when my days are few The twilight on a narrow, winding road; The slender silver moon that days corrode; The star that lent its loveliness to you. The arching of a dream across the years — I shall remember with the slow-winged night The shadow of your hair…
You can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold. You can...– The Killers, “Romeo and Juliet” (via callmeange)
rinoloca: And now, I feel every second pass by, like needles, slowly poking away at my heart till it bleeds out. I can’t hide from it anymore, I’m breaking.
And now, I drown too– Noah and the Whale-First Days of Spring (via suicideandcyanide)
Sometimes, pain is all that lets you know you’re alive.– Lews Therin Telamon, Crossroads of Twilight (via upon-a-rainbow)
I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt,...– C.S. Lewis (via lazydaisydrivemecrazy)
Let the Dream Descend: I'm A Stranger Here →
phantomsmistress: “If I, between two suns, should go away, No voice would lift to ask another why, No word would question my retreat, nor sigh, Nor wonder why I’d chosen not to stay; For I’m a stranger here, of other clay; A guest within this house, a passerby - A roving life whose theme has been “Goodbye”
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing,...– Edgar Allan Poe (via echoing-voices)
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived,...– “Graceful,” heh. (via japanesecurrency)
How nice - to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.– Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via honeyforthehomeless)
[This is not the scene I dreamed of.] Like much else nowadays I leave it feeling...– J. M. Coetzee, from Waiting for the Barbarians (via the-final-sentence)
Even if you’re going to live three thousand more years, or ten times that,...– Marcus Aurelius (via valhallanow)
Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle,...– Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (via larmoyante)
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I...– Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul (via larmoyante)
Then his smile broadened, and he said softly, “Yes. That is what I am.– Karen Hancock, from The Shadow Within (via the-final-sentence)
hudsonsbluff: “Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough” (Ernest Hemingway).
In the end, the only people who fail are those who do not try. – David Viscott (via quotedojo)
All my beautiful lovely safe world blew itself up here with a great gust of high...– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night. (via madeofglass-)
Cherish your friends, stay true to your principles, live passionately and fully...– David Nicholls, One Day (via aastrolatry)
Unexpected intrusions of beauty. This is what life is.– Saul Bellow; Herzog (via wordpainting)
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the...– Roald Dahl (via larmoyante)
"Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty,...
There is some good in this world, and it’s worth fighting for.– J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers (via albinwonderland)
Maybe your empathy’s just a comforting lie you ever think of that? Maybe you...– Peter Watts Blindsight (via theworldismadeofwords)
[Aware of all the good Deeds you intended That remained undone.] Aware of all...– Gregory Orr, from “Not deepest grief“ (via the-final-sentence)
The darkness of daily wanderings resumed, the day’s sweet darkness, the...– Adam Zagajewski, from “Balance”, translated by Clare Cavanagh Favourite final sentences #3 (via the-final-sentence, the-final-sentence)
When you have given nothing, ask for nothing. – Albanian Proverb (via quotedojo)
Those who are unaware they are walking in darkness, will never seek the light.– Bruce Lee (via aekwensi)
Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music...– Henry Miller (via irredescent)
Almost everything–all external expectations, all pride, all fear of...– Steve Jobs (via tumblrgym)
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in...– Friedrich Nietzsche (via insaneisonlyanidea)
Art is man’s constant effort to create for himself a different order of reality...– Chinua Achebe. (via a-bonnie-life)
“To me, being an intellectual doesn’t mean knowing about intellectual issues; it...– (via lucy-smile)
starlight-in-your-eyes: “My own eyes are not enough for me—I will see through the eyes of others. Reality, even seen through the eyes of many, is not enough. I will see what others have invented. But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in...
We didn’t know then that the debris of joy is like the debris of any wreckage:...– Yehuda Amichai, from “Hamadiya”, translated by Chana Bloch (via the-final-sentence)
Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.– C.S. Lewis (via inpursuitofabeautifullife)