Living-Muses*

Finding comfort in the words written🤍

[bitcoitus]

“I have seen the graves of those who did not fight fearing they will die.”

- Che Guevara

[living-muses]

It’s not resentment. It’s expecting people to disappoint you and allowing it to rattle your spirit.

[qvotext]

You gave me forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.

John Green

[hungryfictions]

[qvotext]

[permeate]

“I want a soulmate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there.”

— Henry Rollins

[perfectquote]

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who are alive.”

— Howard Thurman

[metamorphesque]

“There is only one heart in my body, have mercy on me.”

— Franz Wright, One Heart

[philosophybits]

“We can be knowledgeable with other men’s knowledge, but we cannot be wise with other men’s wisdom.”

— Michel de Montaigne, Essais

[weltenwellen]

Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"

[philosophybits]

“To achieve great things, we must be self-confined: mastery is revealed in limitation.”

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Selected Poetry

[ritikajyala]

As I kid, I wanted to be a savior, trailblazer, the prophecy child. I wanted a big life, with ups and ups like the breasts of mountains and lows like the depths of valleys full of forgotten debris. I was convinced the great flood was knocking at my door, beckoning me to become someone bigger. A juvenile fantasy, a hazy dream.

I'm 19 now. It's not a grand big life, I'm no hero. I love my friends and sunday mornings. I like cats and strawberries. No flood, no rapture, no calamity- just quiet weekdays and sleepy weekends. But oh my days, I am full, finally.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

[joytri]

[metamorphesque]

"Poems are not written...", Andrey Voznesensky (translated by metamorphesque)

[feelingsoftheday]

When you're blessed with a new beginning don't repeat old mistakes.

[perfectquote]

“I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.”

— Epiphany

[heavyrain-dc]

“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”

— Unknown