The heart keeps sobbing in its sleep.
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The heart keeps sobbing in its sleep.
Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Louise and Frances Norcross, early October 1871 (via luthienne)
Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness.
Katherine Henson (via quotemadness)
…my dreams slice me to pieces.
Anne Sexton, from Lost Lies (via writemeanna)
In King Lear (III:vii) there is a man who is such a minor character that Shakespeare has not given him even a name: he is merely “First Servant.” All the characters around him – Regan, Cornwall, and Edmund – have fine long-term plans. They think they know how the story is going to end, and they are quite wrong. The servant has no such delusions. He has no notion of how the play is going to go. But he understands the present scene. He sees an abomination (the blinding of old Gloucester) taking place. He will not stand it. His sword is out and pointed at his master’s breast in a moment: then Regan stabs him dead from behind. That is his whole part: eight lines all told. But if it were real life and not a play, that is the part it would be best to have acted.
– C.S. Lewis, “The World’s Last Night” (via sandovers)
Only one look, only one look is enough.
Arthur C. Fifield, from a letter to Gertrude Stein written c. April 1912 (via violentwavesofemotion)
serotinal
(sɪˈrɒt n l, ˌsɛr əˈtaɪn l, adjective) Serotinal is the most romantic and beautiful word pertaining to this time of year, alluding to or occurring in late summer. For example, the breezy, cool nights, the leaves on the ground, the earlier occurrence of the sunset and back to school season are all serotinal manifestations. They are the beginning markings of autumn in the form of summer nostalgia. (via wordsnquotes)
my heart is full of dead flowers that never bloomed
cassidyhart, the pain didn’t make me stronger (via wnq-writers)
You have to meet people where they are, and sometimes you have to leave them there.
Iyanla Vanzant (via yidan)
If the truth shall kill them, let them die.
Immanuel Kant, paraphrased by Ayn Rand from Nathaniel Brandon’s, ‘Judgment Day: My Years with Ayn Rand’ (via elinoshka)
Be a good person, but don’t waste time proving it.
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She answered, ‘I don’t want worship. I want understanding.’
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin: Vol. 1, 1931-1934 (via luthienne)
If someone wants to be a part of your life, they will be there. Don’t bother saving a spot for someone who won’t make an effort to stay.
Anonymous (via wordsnquotes)
I want to be great, or nothing.
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women (via theclassicsreader)
My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing.
Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book Of Hours
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Vienne la nuit sonne l'heure Les jours s'en vont je demeure.
Guillaume Apollinaire (via loeildephotographie)
You’re not fake for leaving people behind who aren’t benefiting you positively.
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A film is never really good unless the camera is an eye in the head of a poet.
Orson Welles (via purecinema)