Got a bad desire

"Eventually we all have to accept full and total responsibility for our actions, everything we have done, and have not done."

[wnq-writers]

I have been waiting for you since my soul has remembered your name. The city is so crowded and my mind is so loud. But every time I hear your name everything goes silent. And I start smiling like my heart is covered with flowers and my cup of coffee never gets cold because I always drink it too slow.

(via wnq-writers)

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

Sylvia Plath from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath

[booksqouted]

How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?

Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago

Submitted by amiscellanyofsorts

(via booksqouted)

[booksqouted]

I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.

Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows (via booksqouted)

[booksqouted]

One of my main regrets in life is giving considerable thought to inconsiderate people.

Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not for Sale (via booksqouted)

[booksqouted]

The only darkness we should allow into our lives is the night, for even then, we have the moon.

Warsan Shire, Our Men Do Not Belong To Us (via booksqouted)

[booksqouted]

After another moment’s silence she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.

Albert Camus, The Stranger (via booksqouted)

[booksqouted]

Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will.’ Her lips touched his cheek. ‘I just don’t like you anymore. I’m sorry.

David Nicholls, One Day (via booksqouted)

[booksqouted]

If I do seem unreasonable every once in a while, then - oh, well - remember that I’m a man who’s overwhelmed by a sea of sorrows.

Henrik Ibsen, The Wild Duck  (via booksqouted)

[fixshe]

[uptional]

[historicaltimes]

Ernest Hemingway kicking a beer can, 1959. Photograph by John Bryson.

via reddit

[agameofclothes]

[pastelputa]

pastelputa

[melisica]

[lonequixote]

Vincent van Gogh

Field with Irises near Arles (detail)

(via @lonequixote)

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

[whitebirdarise]

Мой миротворец

Нямам адреса ти,

нито съм виждала твоя прозорец,

но бих те познала на него,

мой миротворец.

Не знам колко е ниско леглото ти

и дали носиш стари пантофи,

но знам, че би заобичал краката ми,

щом видиш ги боси.

Дали ще те търся или намеря –

също не знам,

но дори самата идея-

                                                   ти

                                            някъде

                                                  там.

                      -Джорджия Константин