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Tu dois vivre dans le présent, te lancer au-devant de chaque vague, trouver ton éternité à chaque instant.
Henry David Thoreau (via mayoka)
There is a fundamental reason why we look at the sky with wonder and longing—for the same reason that we stand, hour after hour, gazing at the distant swell of the open ocean. There is something like an ancient wisdom, encoded and tucked away in our DNA, that knows its point of origin as surely as a salmonid knows its creek. Intellectually, we may not want to return there, but the genes know, and long for their origins—their home in the salty depths. But if the seas are our immediate source, the penultimate source is certainly the heavens … The spectacular truth is—and this is something that your DNA has known all along—the very atoms of your body—the iron, calcium, phosphorus, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and on and on—were initially forged in long-dead stars. This is why, when you stand outside under a moonless, country sky, you feel some ineffable tugging at your innards. We are star stuff. Keep looking up.
Jerry Waxman |Â Astronomical Tidbits (Authorhouse, 2010)
The meaning of life is that it stops.
Franz Kafka (via purplebuddhaproject)
You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life.
Jiddu Krishnamurti (via fyp-psychology)
quand on aura allégé le plus possible les servitudes inutiles, évité les malheurs non nécessaires, il restera toujours, pour tenir en haleine les vertus héroïques de l'homme, la longue série de maux véritables : la mort, la vieillesse, les maladies non guérissables, l'amour non partagé, l'amitié rejetée ou trahie, la médiocrité d'une vie moins vaste que nos projets et plus terne que nos songes : tous les malheurs causés par la divine nature des choses
Mémoires D’Hadrien
Marguerite Yourcenar
(via lamermonasile)
I’m always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty and I wonder how the same can be both.”
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via thequotejournals)
I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via thequotejournals)
It’s a terrible thing, isn’t it, the way we throw people away?
Kate Morton, The Secret Keeper (via thequotejournals)
In order to get anything done is this world you will need commitment. And what is commitment? Commitment is doing the thing you said you were going to do long after the mood you said it in has left.
(via quoteessential)
The world seemed so glamorous, didn’t it, once? And that was my fault, how I wished and fell. In my best moments, looking back, this is what I tell myself: I’ve wanted only to sleep and dream and wake in some country my heart could call home.
Cecilia Woloch, from “Postcard Beginning With a Quote from Mark C., Avenue de l'Opéra,” Carpathia (via lifeinpoetry)
And these are my vices: impatience, bad temper, wine, the more than occasional cigarette, an almost unquenchable thirst to be kissed. a hunger that isn’t hunger but something like fear…
Cecilia Woloch, from “Fireflies,” Carpathia (via lifeinpoetry)
Il souffrait de mélancolie. Tu sais ce que c'est la mélancolie ? Tu as déjà vu une éclipse ? Et bien c'est ça : la lune qui se glisse devant le cœur, et le cœur qui ne donne plus sa lumière. La nuit en plein jour. La mélancolie c'est doux et noir. Il en a guéri à moitié : le noir est parti, le doux est resté. Tu sais, la pâtisserie et l'amour, c'est pareil - une question de fraîcheur et que tous les ingrédients, même les plus amers, tournent au délice.
Christian Bobin - La folle allure (via lamemoiredesjours)
Y'a des vagues de toi et y'a moi qui divague.
(via on-est-foutues-on-est-cernees)
il m'a expliqué en souriant que rien n'est blanc ou noir et que le blanc, c'est souvent le noir qui se cache et le noir, c'est parfois le blanc qui s'est fait avoir.
Romain Gary (via lamermonasile)
It’s better to love someone who’s far and craves to be with you, than to love someone who’s near yet doesn’t even care to see and talk to you
unknown (via glassbonespaperskin)
“t'es jolie lorsque tu vacilles, un pied dans le vide et l'autre qui s'accroche à des souvenirs. c'est beau lorsque t'essaies de vivre.”