just some pretty thoughts

[atticuspoetry]

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There is nothing prettier in the whole wide world than a girl in love with every breath she takes.

— ATTICUS (@atticuspoetry) Mar 22, 2022

[forever-deep-in-thought]

You left me broken and took my heart as a token.

[quotemadness]

“I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.”

— Alice Hoffman

[quotemadness]

“There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you.”

— Beau Taplin

[quotemadness]

“You don’t know distance until you’ve shared your bed with someone who’s falling out of love with you.”

— Beau Taplin

[j-august]

““A Jin Goat” Emperor Yan of the Jin Dynasty had many imperial concubines, and one favorite goat. At night, the emperor let the goat amble before him through a sea of bedrooms. When the goat stopped, the Emperor took it as a sign from Heaven to spend the night in the nearest room. More often than not, he found the goat halted in front of the three hundred and eleventh concubine’s pearl-curtained door. She was wrapped in white clouds, in anticipation of the coming rain. So she bore him a son who became Emperor Xing. Emperor Xing lost the country to barbarian aggressors through his thirst for a sea harbor. It was a long, complicated story, but the three hundred and eleventh concubine’s story was simple. She sprinkled salt on her doorstep. The goat stopped there to lick the salt.”

—

Qiu Xiaolong, Death of a Red Heroine

[deiumjeito]

"Unless we grab our narratives by the ear and drag them kicking and screaming toward better endings. Maybe the universe doesn't naturally bend toward justice either; maybe it's only the weight of hands and hearts pulling it true, inch by stubborn inch."

- A Spindle Splintered by Alix E. Harrow

[quotessentially]

From Vladimir Nabokov’s Pnin

[thezeroquotes]

“Sometimes she gets beside herself. I like it better when she gets beside me.”

— Bruce Adler (via nightlyquotes)

[macrolit]

“People don’t respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and they immediately surrender themselves to deadly haste. Can you tell me what kind of day can follow a beginning of such violence?”

— Farewell Waltz, Milan Kundera

[thoughtkick]

“The moment I saw her, a part of me walked out of my body and wrapped itself around her. And there it still remains.”

— Arundhati Roy, The Ministry of Utmost Happiness

[lastofthehopelessromantics]

“What will I miss, I asked with a condescending tone. What won’t you miss he said, looking straight through me. How you’ll miss the best days of your life. Meeting your soulmate, and loving each other during the best and worst of times. Falling in love with them all over agin, each time they change. The way food never tastes the same, and no moment comes twice again. Oh you know I don’t like to tell people that they are wrong, he said strongly, but I’ll say you’re not right when you say there’s nothing to be missed. You will miss struggles, but more than that you will miss beautiful little moments that make up for all the terrible ones. How sad it would be to end on a sour note. Not give all you’ve got, in this one life you’re given. You ask me what’ll you’ll miss, and I’ll tell you, everything.”

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Last of the Hopeless Romantics xx

Stay.

[yourwitchmama]

"You are not a drop in the ocean; you are the entire ocean in a drop."

~Rumi

[perfectfeelings]

“Time decides who you meet in life, your heart decides who you want in your life and your actions decide who stays in your life.”

—

[thepersonalquotes]

[thepersonalwords]

““A book can teach you, a conversation can assure you, a poem can seduce you, a genius can inspire you but only you can save yourself.” - Anthony Anaxagorou”

—

[thoughtkick]

“You were unsure which pain is worse - the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.”

— Simon Van Booy, Everything Beautiful Began After