Illustrious roads

[phandomoftheowl]

I’m going to heaven to enjoy all its pleasures with my friends. You’ll rule a kingdom peopled with widows and orphans and wake each morning to the grief of loss. Who’s the real winner, then, and who the loser?

-Duryodhan, Palace of Illusions (via phandomoftheowl)

[aprilserenade-deactivated201912]

My years in my father’s house would have been unbearable had I not had my brother. I never forgot the feel of his hand clutching mine, his refusal to abandon me. Perhaps he and I would have been close even otherwise, segregated as we were in the palace wing our father had set aside for us—whether from caring or fear I was never sure. But that first loyalty made us inseparable. We shared our fears of the future with each other, shielded each other with fierce protectiveness from a world that regarded us as not quite normal, and comforted each other in our loneliness. We never spoke of what each one meant to the other—Dhri was uncomfortable with effusiveness. But sometimes I wrote him letters in my head, looping the words into extravagant metaphors. I’ll love you, Dhri, until the great Brahman draws the universe back into Himself as a spider does its web. I didn’t know then how sorely that love would be tested, or how much it would cost both of us.

(via aprilserenade)

[quotebook-in]

Can’t you ever be serious?’ I said, mortified. ‘It’s difficult,’ he said. 'There’s so little in life that’s worth it.

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Palace of Illusions (via quotebook-in)

[arsanatomica]

[cannabiskitties]

Holy shit our lungs are crazy

[ultrabatsexybananas]

I don’t know whether to be disgusted or amazed…

[unphh]

meat balloons

[lost-in-her-world]

ztommilsom:

these are doing this inside you right now 

so cool

[theartofnotwriting-deactivated2]

[arsanatomica]

[cannabiskitties]

Holy shit our lungs are crazy

[ultrabatsexybananas]

I don’t know whether to be disgusted or amazed…

[unphh]

meat balloons

[lost-in-her-world]

ztommilsom:

these are doing this inside you right now 

so cool

[theartofnotwriting-deactivated2]

[themotivationjournals]

Keep awake – alive – New. Perform the paradox of being hard and yet soft. Survive without calcification of the tender membranes. Be a poet. Be alive.

Tennessee Williams, from Notebooks (1942)

[words-and-coffee]

Though to have her and death were both one thing.

William Shakespeare, As You Like It (via words-and-coffee)

[words-and-coffee]

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it.

Charles Bukowski, So you want to be a writer (via words-and-coffee)

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

If the synapse between dreams is composed of clouds that we can never grasp, whenever we sleep we pass through this place and brush against something beyond us.

Marjory Wentworth, section II of “How Light Enters a Room,” Five Points (vol.16, no. 2, Winter 2015)

[wnq-music]

You never know how strong you are, until being strong is your only choice.

Bob Marley (via words-and-coffee)

[quoted-books]

It’s always the fear of looking stupid that stops you from being awesome.

Kiera Cass, The Selection (via quoted-books)

[quoted-books]

Hate isn’t the most dangerous thing, he’d said. Indifference is.

Lauren Oliver, Indifference (via quoted-books)

[words-and-coffee]

The greatest punishment we could invent for her was to keep her separate from him…

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via words-and-coffee)

[purplebuddhaproject]

Do not train a child to learn by force or harshness; but direct them to it by what amuses their minds, so that you may be better able to discover with accuracy the peculiar bent of the genius of each.

Plato (via words-and-coffee)

[theweekmagazine]

Today’s best editorial cartoons

[comedycentral]

Jon Stewart offers some parting words of wisdom on his unforgettable final Daily Show. Click here to see if you can get through the entire episode without tearing up.

[marjo-rine-deactivated20160321]

Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.

Leo Tolstoy (via words-and-coffee)