the visit it comes & it goes...

you taught me to dance with the heartbreak of those who cast on with their woes

[onepilots]

me to myself: why do you talk

[mysharona1987]

[theclassicsreader]

“If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn.”

— Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via theclassicsreader)

[bob-belcher]

[chaoticbisexualalien-deactivate]

staying up late thinking about romance or, as I like to call it, yearning the midnight oil

[returnofahsoka]

you know, nothing can compare to the feeling you get when the beacons of minas tirith are lit

[replanting]

from “ask polly: why should i keep going?”

[i-miss-my-90gb]

*says something and gets what i interpret as slight disinterest in response* okay!!!! I will not speak again

[bakwaaas]

someone said ‘the version of me you created in your mind is not my responsibility’ and wow

[podencos]

On Finding the Freedom to Rage Against Our Fathers, Minda Honey

[dailydnp]

[v-ersacrum]

Edouard Manet, Surprised Nymph, 1861

[duckbunny]

kindness is a discipline, not a trait

[animatedamerican]

Yes.

As with many disciplines, kindness may come more easily to some than to others. But it is nonetheless something you can learn, something you can teach, something you can work at.

Something you do, rather than something you are.

[rosiesdreams-deactivated2023081]

Isle of Lewis, Outer Hebrides

By Jim Richardson

[probablyasocialecologist]

“Imaginative fiction trains people to be aware that there other ways to do things, other ways to be; that there is not just one civilization, and it is good, and it is the way we have to be.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin

[weltenwellen]

E.E.Cummings, from “Amores”, Complete Poems 1904-1962

[kestrelknight]

“(…) what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder go when it dies?”

— Ray Bradbury, from Something Wicked This Way Comes (via adrasteiax)