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in love with beautiful prose in truths and tales • tifa • ambivert intp • 23 

[epikhigh-quotes]

The opinion you’re holding is a brick.   Will you lay it on top of what others have built? Or will you throw it at what others have built?

Tablo’s BLONOTE

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(via epikhigh-quotes)

[psionotic]

The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.

Ursula K. Le Guin, “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas” (1973). (via psionotic)

[wnq-writers]

Be aware that some people are black holes. They can be a lover, or a parent, or a friend, and you may love them, sincerely and irrevocably. But they can only take from you; take and keep taking until you have nothing left of yourself, or for yourself. They may be unaware of this quality within themselves, how terribly destructive their gravity is to others. They may be entirely aware, in which case they consciously place their fathomless need to consume over your wellbeing, wholeness and integrity. Either way, they will try to keep you, tell you they love you, tell you that you would give everything to their insatiable greed, if you truly loved them. But what they will try to exact from you is never love. Allowing them to take it never an expression thereof. You were brought into this universe to cast your own light. You must escape their orbit to preserve it.

halationn, a guide to celestial bodies (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

It is truly beautiful how pure and compassionate you realise some people are when they open up to you like a book begged to be read. It is truly beautiful how they are so vulnerable to love when they stop holding it all back.

Soumya Goswami (via wnq-writers)

[themindmovement]

Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

Kalyn Roseanne Livernois (via themindmovement)

I feel like someone found my letters and journals and unwritten confessions and read each one out loud

[quotemadness]

We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic of creativity. When we get home, home is still the same. But something in our mind has been changed, and that changes everything.

Jonah Lehrer (via quotemadness)

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[krisinsanity]

[tifanilusiana]

[tifanilusiana]

- LH from The Picture of Dorian Gray.

[daftorpunk]

I always used to say and do the right thing, but as I got older and formed my own opinions, I said things wrong and got in trouble. After going through all of that, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m never going to please everyone and so I should just be happy. You know, selfishly, that’s really all that matters.

[the-works-of-a-night-owl]

I’ve laced my dreams through the stars and tethered my heart to the moon. You can find me at midnight tip toeing across the planets, With the Stars I paint a thousand dreams. You can find me dancing on the dark side of the moon, reminiscent of the times the universe felt so much brighter. —S.R. —The times of you and me.

[chaosophia218]

Agnes Giberne - Appearance of the Full Moon, “The Story of the Sun, Moon, and Stars”, 1898.

[tifanilusiana]

Are you even real

[tifanilusiana]

A sunset is always more beautiful when it is covered with irregularly shaped clouds, because only then can it reflect the many colors of which dreams and poerty are made. Pity those who think: "I am not beautiful. That's why Love has not knocked at my door." In fact, they did knock, but when they opened the door, they weren't prepared to welcome Love in. They were too busy trying to make themselves beautiful first, when, in fact, they were fine as they were. They were trying to imitate others, when Love was looking for something original. They were trying to reflect what came from outside, forgetting that the brightest light comes from within. - Manuscript found in Accra, Paulo Coelho.

[katefulleir]

Some days I want to look like a hipster kid, and then other days I want to be prim and proper. I really wish I had, like, seven lives so I could go from being a hipster one day to a punk the next. But that’s the great thing about fashion. In a way, it’s like acting, because you can try on all these different roles.

[twogranniesandanaxe]