/

My name is Marta

[quotemadness]

“Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.”

— Ambrose Bierce

[sunsetquotes]

“You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy.”

— C. JoyBell C.

[loverofbeauty]

Flip Schulke:  Muhammad Ali Training Underwater  (1961)

[books-n-quotes]

“It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.”

— Nagulb Mahfouz, Sugar Street (via books-n-quotes)

[hemingsways-deactivated20230712]

via pinterest

[fyp-philosophy]

“Destiny has two ways of crushing us - by refusing our wishes and by fulfilling them.”

— Henri Frederic Amiel

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I must move myself first, before I move others –

Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in “The Unabridged Journals,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[spi-ltmilk]

[books-n-quotes]

She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art …was supposed to make you feel something.

Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park (via books-n-quotes)

[fuckyouverymuch]

[books-n-quotes]

For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.

Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

I don’t know what’s worse: to not know what you are and be happy, or to become what you’ve always wanted to be, and feel alone.

Daniel Keyes, Flowers for Algernon (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

In another world we shall understand it all.

Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

There is so much stubborn hope in the human heart.

Albert Camus, Absurd Creation (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via books-n-quotes)

[books-n-quotes]

Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via books-n-quotes)