all of me changed like midnight

Give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could.

[existential-celestial]

“On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars—Something good will come out of all things yet—And it will be golden and eternal just like that—There’s no need to say another word.”

— Big Sur, Jack Kerouac

[sentimentalbot]

— Wisława Szymborska, from, “Landscape,” originally published in 1976

[existential-celestial]

marginalia, The English Patient, p. 146:

there is no spring here where i am, but i am laughing in this desert, the way flowers laugh—slow fireworks under the wet poetry of rain. March is here and i remember. i count the smallness of years. i count the grandness of moments.

[geryone]

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

[maddieisnotreal]

m.edwards // quote by sue zhao // as it was - harry styles // i wrote this for you by lain s. thomas // november for beginners by rita dove // “seizure” by louise glück // right where you left me - taylor swift // quote by evelyn waugh // the handmaid's tale by margaret atwood

[firstfullmoon]

Adam Zagajewski, “A Flame,” trans. Renata Gorczynski and Clare Cavanaugh

[hazelhills]

[feral-ballad]

I’m restless and harsh and hopeless. Though I have love inside myself. It’s just that I don’t know how to use love. Sometimes it scratches like barbs.

Clarice Lispector, tr. by Stefan Tobler, from Água Viva (via feral-ballad)

[existential-celestial]

“I’ll never know, and neither will you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, it was important and beautiful and not ours. It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.”

— Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

[sunsetquotes]

“You must allow yourself to outgrow and depart from certain eras of your life with a gentle sort of ruthlessness.”

— Katy Maxwell; girl of the earth

[yuumei-art]

Void cat but space, with moon for eyes~

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Theodore Roethke, from “Straw for the fire.”

[theclassicsreader]

But my heart ached and ached for something I could not name.

Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name (via theclassicsreader)

[existential-celestial]

“[…] at 2 o'clock on a Tuesday in August of 1960. Dearest, although everything has happened, nothing has happened.”

— Anne Sexton, from “Letter Written On A Ferry While Crossing Long Island Sound,” published in The New Yorker (June 10, 1961). 

[curseworm]

GIRL LMAO the world is so fucked up and getting worse every single fucking day and yet i am consumed by personal crises that are comparatively so small and yet proportional to my life so overwhelmingly huge. vision so obscured by the looming giant before me that i cant see the even larger giant about to crush us both

[starpeace]

i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”

[existential-celestial]

“…I had long been a sufferer, but never a numb person, never an emptied-out person, never a person shouted at who does not understand.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Helen von Nostitz; July 12, 1915.