December 2010
68 posts
I happen to believe the world will change only when we change ourselves. And...
– Kelly Cutrone - If You Have To Cry Go Outside, And Other Things Your Mother Never Told You (via quote-book)
Dear sexists, racists, homophobes, xenophobes,...
rebeccam:
The very existence of people like you is what makes it so hard for people like me to live and to relax and let life go on.
You make people like me stand up and use our words and strength to change the world.
You will never win.
Touché!
It seems to me that people have vast potential. Most people can do extraordinary...
– Philip Adams (via suzywire) (via stilltime)
When I’m gone, my words will still be here. And believe it or not, that’s all I...
– MODSUN (via septemberdawnn)
You take away the breath I was keeping for sunrise. You appear and the morning...
– The Who (via blueredgray)
“I’ve never met a girl who thinks like you.”
“A lot of people tell me that,”...
– Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.
– Oscar Wilde (via annie)
All good things are wild and free.
– Henry David Thoreau (via libraryland)
To create one’s own world, in any of the arts, takes courage.
I get out my work...
– Georgia O’Keeffe (via crashinglybeautiful & lheurebleue) (via arsvitaest) (via ratak-monodosico)
So that’s the fate of an artist. It’s not a bad one. As long as you are what you...
– Yoko Ono (via tylerknott)
Do unto others…” is a good rule of thumb. I live by that. Forgiveness is...
– Ricky Gervais, as smart as he is funny. (via jaimeleigh)
When you are mad, mad like this, you don’t know it. Reality is what you see....
– Madness, Marya Hornbacher (via stadiumlove)
I was always fascinated by people who are considered completely normal, because...
– Johnny Depp (via 472239364)
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And...
– Louis de Bernieres (via thechocolatebrigade)
Is there anything going on in that pretty little head? ‘Cause if you’re just...
– April Smith & the Great Picture Show
(Just got their CD from my mom; totally digging it.)
The mountains are calling and I must go.
– John Muir (via girlwithoutwings)
coffffee:
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
I find that by the time you have perfected any style of writing, you have always...
– George Orwell (via nickmiller)
She consumed everything around her in quite the subtlest manner. She was an...
– orpheus melted the heart of persephone:
enchanting:
Kalopsia, noun: the delusion that things are more beautiful than they are.
If I had to think
of one word to sum you up,
it’d be: Everything.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
J'aime l'hiver...
One more final, then flying North for the Winter. Favorite time of the year.
You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.
– Epictetus (via ratak-monodosico)
Words allude me far more often than I am able to...
notwritenow:
They slide into the crevices of my mind and I’m left staring into the dark cracks, trying desperately to grab and hold on to phrases like “deep, echoed whispers” and “shallow, almost silent, screams”. If I am lucky enough to slide my fingers into the fissures of my mind, and find a few of the words that are hiding there, will I know how to use them? Will I be able to describe the...
Unexpected intrusions of beauty. That is what life is.
– Herzog, Saul Bellow (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
If I am out of my mind, it’s all right with me.
– Herzog, Saul Bellow (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
If you end up with a boring, miserable life because you listened to your mom,...
– Frank Zappa (via notyourheart)
What’s Bagism? It’s like…a tag for what we all do, we’re all in a bag ya know,...
– John Lennon (via yesyes)
You’ve gotta be original, because if you’re like someone else, what do they need...
– Bernadette Peters (via justbesplendid)
For some time she observed a great yellow butterfly, which was opening and...
– Virginia Woolf (The Voyage Out)
The real drug, I came to believe, was love.
– Labor Day: A Novel, Joyce Maynard (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
Learn to say “Fuck You” to the world once in a while. You have every right to....