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''Do I Dare Disturb the Universe?'' ૐ

[shanghiman]

Happy Birthday Ryunosuke Kamiki. The man who plays Sojiro Seta turns 27.

[kaipanzero]

Rurouni Kenshin: Final Chapter Part I - The Final

るろうに剣心 最終章 The Final (2021)

[itz-me-aggie]

hold on for a second. Kenshin and Sojiro? My life is complete!

[babymichaelpitt]

[saltymeowzer1]

I miss the way you made me feel

[kmariewritesss]

“And sometimes, you have to give up on the person that means absolutely everything to you. It’s not because you’re an emotionless person and doesn’t care about them, but because they don’t tend to realize how good you’ve been to them, taking you for granted—not appreciating the little gestures and things you do for them. Nor do they ever notice when you are having a bad day or need a bit of comfort or reassurance that they care and appreciate you. They’re too comfortable in the relationship, thinking that you won’t get tired of feeling lonely and neglected. And no matter how much it hurts, you need to put yourself first - your happiness matters. The sooner you can accept that things will never change and move on, the better your life will be. You deserve to be happy.”

— kmn

[nomediocre]

The strong grows tired eventually…

[comfortable-in-the-dark]

[fighting-ghosts]

[violentwavesofemotion]

“The people really aren’t very interesting. I’m sorry but it’s just plain true—after being so social, I don’t feel like myself at all. I’m exhausted all over but particularly the face, which I suppose comes from wearing a horrible fixed grin for so long.”

— Elizabeth Bishop, from a letter to Carley Dawson written c. October 1948 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion]

“I am tired, despite my happiness today, a happiness which comes from who knows where, like that of a summer dawn. I am tired, I am now desperately tired.”

— Clarice Lispector, tr. by Giovanni Pontiero, from “Near To The Wild Heart,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion]

“She craved for even more: to be constantly reborn, to cut away everything she had learned, that she had seen, and to make a fresh start in some new terrain where even the most trifling act might have some meaning, where she might breathe air as if for the very first time.”

— Clarice Lispector, tr. by Giovanni Pontiero, from “Near To The Wild Heart,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion]

“Dear heart, I am so sorry that things are bad. I know how terrible such times are when one moves all the day between hope and despair and cannot kill hope and yet wants to be without it.”

— Iris Murdoch, from a letter to Michael Oakeshott written c. January 1959 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Peaceful moon. I consist only of bones.

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

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things,

Oscar Wilde, from a letter to Lord Alfred Douglas wr. c. January 1891 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

It is time to love and purify oneself in the confused music of the heat and the sun.

Albert Camus, from Youthful Writings; “The Moorish House,” wr. c. 1932 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

But for how long? For ever?

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West wr. c. October 1925 (via violentwavesofemotion)