The greatest prison that people live in is the fear of what other people think.
David Icke (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
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The greatest prison that people live in is the fear of what other people think.
David Icke (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
note to self (via lindsaylately)
Life is for deep kisses, strange adventures, midnight swims and rambling conversations.
Unknown (via thatkindofwoman)
*shows up at ur door 10 years after we had an argument* aND ANOTHER THING
The Hague, Netherlands (by zilverbat.)
Abandoned Ferris Wheel
North Carolina, USA | by Kyle Telechan
Lake District, England (by Tom ♠)
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via estranges)
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (via thatkindofwoman)
“I feel like all poems are essentially hopeful. Even if a poem is depressing and hopeless, its existence, the feeling that it has conveyed something, is miraculous and hopeful.”
— Ben Mirov, interviewed by Sean Patrick Hill
The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever the ability to do it.
J.M. Barrie
scientists tell us that all water
is old water,
that there is no room for originality,
that everything is recycled.
the anguish of Achilles bleeding out
face-down in the Trojan dirt
mingles with that of a stockbroker caught
in the ebb and flow of the markets,
and what I am trying to say is that the tears
navigating south through the canyons on your face
may have once wet the cheeks
of Alexander the Great
for the same reason.
There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.
Jean-Paul Sartre (via larmoyante)
“And men go abroad to admire the heights of mountains, the mighty waves of the sea, the broad tides of rivers, the compass of the ocean, and the circuits of the stars, yet pass over the mystery of themselves without a thought.”
Saint Augustine of Hippo, Confessions (via sjpmv)