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It’s funny, the thing about words. They’re all just letters which are essentially made up of strokes and shapes and lines, yet words make up the entire fabric of the universe. Even time wouldn’t exist without words. And it’s funny, all the different combinations of words we can make and how they all mean different things. Even then, we can put the same words in the same order yet stress individual ones to give a different meaning all together. And think of everything in the world, the universe, the whole of existence – how all of it is reduced down to strokes and shapes and lines. And I suppose you could look at this two ways; the first is that your words have great significance and impact and weight. The second is that your words mean nothing, are easily lost in the sea of all the other words. The defining factor is your choice of words and what you choose to do with them. --R.I.G about || contact || favourites || publications ||

[malojasnake]

— Sunrise, by Louise Glück

[aseaofquotes]

Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

[weltenwellen]

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

[olreid]

shirley jackson, we have always lived in the castle

[weltenwellen]

“I’m 24 years old and play this game with myself: buy myself something delicious for the weekend, blueberry muffins or flaky croissants, and forget it by Friday. Saturday morning comes and I am lucky to know me. I wasn’t born knowing how to love me, but I’m learning now; catching up for lost time between us. I keep the windows open. I play oldies throughout every corner of my apartment. I tell the dog how good it feels, at least for today, at least for right now, to be alive.”

— Schuyler Peck, Can’t Get Enough Of My Love 

[firstfullmoon]

i keep thinking of this

[theglasschild]

“I love what I see because one day I’ll stop seeing it. I also Love it because it is.”

— Fernando Pessoa, from “[I love what I see because one day],” A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems

[perfectquote]

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.”

— C.S. Lewis

[oldfarmhousefallfeatures]

“Eat food from farmers markets. Drink good tea each morning. Read books that make you feel. Paint, even if you’re awful. Write, even when you have nothing to say. Sit in the fresh air outside. Go on hikes. Swim in lakes and wade in streams. Sleep as long as you need. Work hard at what you love. Work hard at what you hate. Love unconditionally and wholeheartedly.”

~ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲

[flaneuresse]

“People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.”

— Kim Culbertson, from “The Liberation of Max McTrue”, originally published c. 2012

[quoteconfessions]

“That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.”

— Kaui Hart Hemmings, The Descendants

[rapunzelita]

“I found the Muse in myself. And I loved Her fiercely.”

— Annie Finch, from Among the Goddesses: An Epic; “Muse-Goddess,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[rbhvleo]

[lifeinpoetry]

               i met myself this morning coming in

and all day i have been a black bell ringing i survive                  survive survive

— Lucille Clifton, from “this morning,” How To Carry Water: Selected Poems Of Lucille Clifton

[comfydarkme]

I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it's okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes.

-- Callista Buchen, from Taking Care

[talestalesof]

“I was floating among the clouds, in absolute despair between the sky and carnage, between the abject and ethereal.”

— Michel Houellebecq, from I floated above the river 

[stlowens]

Sylvia Plath, from “Three Women.”