Tag: quotes

7-weeks:

“is it worse if we invented sadness or if it was
here all along
waiting for the earth to grow a creature
capable of detecting it”

— Kimmy Walters, BUILD A LITTLE SHRINE FOR THE DEAD, published in New York Tyrant 

sirenoirs:

“My voice cracking
like bones inside the radio.
Silly me. I thought love was real.”

— Ocean Vuong, from “Eurydice” featured in Night Sky with Exit Wounds (via illuminosity)

aschenink:

“The fairy tale gets a little darker after midnight.
It’s not about fighting villains anymore. It’s about the hero trying not to destroy themselves.”

— and off in the corner, the princesses are sharpening their swords // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)

minuty:

“A person full of hatred treats human beings as things; a person full of love imparts a living personality even to lifeless objects.”

— Osho

(via goodreadss)

she-who-treads-on-water:

“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.”

— The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood  (via aureat)

villainous-porn:

“Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind. “ – Henry James

witchella:

“Peaceful moon. I consist only of bones.”

— Franz Kafka, from a diary entry featured in “The Diaries of Franz Kafka: 1910-1923,” (via mirroir)

eternal-ills:

“It all matters. That someone turns out the lamp, picks up the windblown wrapper, says hello to the invalid, pays at the unattended lot, listens to the repeated tale, folds the abandoned laundry, plays the game fairly, tells the story honestly, acknowledges help, gives credit, says good night, resists temptation, wipes the counter, waits at the yellow, makes the bed, tips the maid, remembers the illness, congratulates the victor, accepts the consequences, takes a stand, steps up, offers a hand, goes first, goes last, chooses the small portion, teaches the child, tends to the dying, comforts the grieving, removes the splinter, wipes the tear, directs the lost, touches the lonely, is the whole thing. What is most beautiful is least acknowledged. What is worth dying for is barely noticed.”

— Laura McBride, We Are Called to Rise (via beeghosts)