—Anna de Noailles, tr. by Jethro Bithell, from Poems; “In The Garden".

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—Anna de Noailles, tr. by Jethro Bithell, from Poems; “In The Garden".
“A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze.”
— Margaret Atwood
i take the art of noticing very seriously
The Northern Lights 1: Howard Russell Butler (1856-1934) 2,3,4: Sydney Laurence (1865-1940)
—Taylor Swift from Would've Could've Should've, Midnights
—gemma ˗ˋˏ 𖢻 ˎˊ˗ from a book I may never write
When Samwell Tarley told Jon Snow about his father's ultimatum to die or take the black.
—Anna de Noailles, tr. by Jethro Bithell, from Poems; “In The Garden".
I was reading about him a moment ago and he was grinning. I kept trying to picture him, smiling wide and shining like the sun. But he wasn't that. He wasn't the sun. He was a crescent moon in the cold night sky. Yet my heart had warmed and clenched with that familiar ache for my intangible ghost. I looked around my room, trying to conjure a hazy image of him with my sleep ladden eyes. It was flickering at best. Silver. Not golden. Rolled up sleeves, a billowy white shirt. Tired smile. No grin. Fond eyes. The fondest. And it made me want to cry. I didn't reach out. I closed my eyes, staining the back of my lids with that image so I could fall asleep again.
— gemma ˗ˋˏ 𖢻 ˎˊ˗
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends
Being an infp is basically hating what everyone loves and loving what everyone hates. In a nutshell.
Expectations turn hope into overthinking and trust into pain, quietly carving wounds into both the mind and the heart.
Insaano se lagayi gayi umeedein dil aur dimaag donu ko zakhmi karti hain...
Humans have a glorious tendency of mudding through the natural purity of anything and everything there is, ever was, and ever will be. The proof is everywhere. Yet we have the audacity to be surprised by our own vices being used against us, amongst us, within us. How cruel an affliction.
— Ocean Vuong from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
L. V., writing as you sleep [x]
I used to be afraid of losing people until I realised most of them weren't down for me anyways. Even though my loyalty and love for them ran deep, they couldn't care less. So instead of being afraid of losing them - I fell back and watched them lose me. Healing makes you realise some people don't deserve to be around you. No matter how much you love them.
— Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Stanley Pennel
Sure, Mulder. You two are merely IDIOTS in love.