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@foryouradoration
I’m too much and not enough, in that order.
viejawanderingsoul (via wnq-writers)
I’m not sure I’ll ever understand what love is, but if I have not loved you, I have not loved anything at all. I wish you peace, contentment, ecstasy and evolution; I always have.
Pola Fanous (via wordsnquotes)
The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.
Nikos Kazantzakis (via wordsnquotes)
Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
Khalil Gibran (via wordsnquotes)
We’re all a little broken and a little mad.
Sophia Carey (via wnq-writers)
It took many years of vomiting up all the filth I’d been taught about myself, and half-believed, before I was able to walk on this earth as though I had a right to be here.
James Baldwin (via tamarrud)
Sometimes I wonder… If am a girl with a storm instead of a soul, Or if I am a storm inside this fragile girl’s skin.
Sophia Carey (via wnq-writers)
Never forget
People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.
Carl R. Rogers (via wordsnquotes)
Maybe the moon is beautiful only because it is far. لربما القمر ليس جميلا إلا لأنه بعيد
Mahmoud Darwish (via wordsnquotes)
You are poetry and music and you have flowers between your ribs. I am a flood and fire and raging winds, and the calm after a snow storm. You are the sun shining through the window in a lonely room. I am a shout into the void. And I wonder what we might be together.
Me, three drinks deep and missing you (via athensoxfords)
At the same time, you have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you. How to hold them in the right relation?
Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy and Midnight All Day: A Novel and Stories (via wordsnquotes)
Yes I do enjoy walking at night. The world’s a lot more to my liking then, not so loud, not so fast, not so crowded, and a great deal more mysterious.
Cornelia Funke (via thequotejournals)
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis (via wordsnquotes)
You’ve felt it, haven’t you? Those feelings that seem to get so big in your chest, like something is so beautiful it aches?
Heather Anastasiu, Glitch (via thequotejournals)
If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
Edgar Allan Poe (via wordsnquotes)