āIt seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.ā
ā George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss

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āIt seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.ā
ā George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
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āI loved you before I was born. It doesnāt make sense, I know. I saw your eyes before I had eyes to see. And Iāve lived longing for your every look ever since. That longing entered time as this body. And the longing grew as this body waxed. And the longing grows as this body wanes. That longing will outlive this body. I loved you before I was born. It makes no sense, I know. Long before eternity, I caught a glimpse of your neck and shoulders, your ankles and toes. And Iāve been lonely for you from that instant. That loneliness appeared on earth as this body. And my share of time has been nothing but your name outrunning my ever saying it clearly. Your face fleeing my ever kissing it firmly once on the mouth. In longing, I am most myself, rapt, my lamp mortal, my light hidden and singing. I give you my blank heart. Please write on it what you wish.ā
ā Li-Young Lee, from The Undressing: Poems;Ā āI loved you before I was bornā (via feral-ballad)
āWe should meet in another life, we should meet in air, Me and you.ā
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āIs it foolish to speak of little joys that occur in the middle of tragedy? It is our humanity. Whatever we have left of it. We must not deny it to ourselves.ā
ā Ilya Kaminsky, from Still Dancing: An Interview With Ilya Kaminsky by Garth Greenwell
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āSpring Moon at Ninomiya Beachā (1932). Woodblock print by Kawase Hasui (1883ā1957). Publisher Doi Sadakazu
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me, experiencing the sudden anguish that comes with living: alright
tips for a happy life
wake up early in the morning
do some kind of activity - go running, walk your dog, etc.
drink lots of water to boost your productivity
read more books
listen to inspiring music
clean your home/apartment for 15-20 minutes daily
consume fresh fruits and vegetables every day
prepare your own food - read more about healty eating, check out new recipies, cook with love
reward yourself, celebrate little victories - youāve made it out of bed today, you washed your face and you had the strength to wake up and embrace the new day
go out, make new friends, be social
pick a diary and a beautiful pencil to write down how your day has been before you go to sleep
go to bed earlier
make plans for the next day - do something youāve never done before. When was the last time you tried something diferent?
love life