“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
—Mary Oliver
April 2012
23 posts
“Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.”
—Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
“True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.”
—Francois de la Rochefoucauld
“A girl becomes a woman when she learns to love herself, more than she loves a man.”
—Unknown
“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
—Oscar Wilde (via audreylostinparis)
“I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because “romantic” doesn’t mean “sugary”. It’s dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.”
—Catherine Breillat
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via audreylostinparis)
“Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.”
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via audreylostinparis)
“If I can’t be beautiful, I want to be invisible.”
—Chuck Palahnuik (via woodlace)
“A daydreamer is prepared for most things.”
—Joyce Carol Oates (via faeriepetals)
“I have loved books all my life. There is nothing more beautiful in our material world than the book.”
—Patti Smith (via faeriepetals)
It’s you.
Its always been you.
Since the moment I met you.
“At the bottom of her heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like shipwrecked sailors, she turned despairing eyes upon the solitude of her life, seeking afar off some white sail in the mists of the horizon. She did not know what this chance would be, what wind would bring it her, towards what shore it would drive her, if it would be a shallop or a three-decker, laden with anguish or full of bliss to the portholes. But each morning, as she awoke, she hoped it would come that day; she listened to every sound, sprang up with a start, wondered that it did not come; then at sunset, always more saddened, she longed for the morrow.”
—Gustave Flaubert (via themilesiwandered)
“How strange and miraculous and unnerving it is to stumble accidentally on your capacity to open yourself so completely to someone else. To know that you will always feel this way and that time can have no possible effect. To watch it, like a natural wonder, like Niagara Falls, the eternal feeling rising up inside you, flowing with deafening force, glittering in the sun, even though it is of no practical use.”
—Katie Roiphe, Still She Haunts Me (via girlinlondon)
“I must have flowers, always, and always.”
—Claude Monet (via girlinlondon)
I think I write best when I am sad. When I am sad, I write the truth.
“A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet.”
—William Shakespeare (via faeriepetals)
“I have noticed that if you look carefully at people’s eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.”
—Sue Monk Kidd (via audreylostinparis)
“I do not think I’m easy to define. I have a wandering mind. And I’m not anything that you think I am.”
—Syd Barrett (via audreylostinparis)
“They simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the most beautiful things
on earth?” —Charles Bukowski (via woodlace)
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the most beautiful things
on earth?” —Charles Bukowski (via woodlace)
“She is quick and curious and playful and strong. She is a voracious reader and a fantastic dancer. She saves old scrapbooks and loses her umbrella. Her e-mails pile up but she never forgets to call her grandmother. She has 7 dollars of change at the bottom of her handbag.”
—Kate Spade
“You’re going to discover that conversations are best at 4am. The heavier the eyelids, the sincerer the words. Those are the talks you’ll remember. It’s ok not to know the answer and silence is not awkward. It’s shared, so share it more often than not.”
—Jeff Stuckel
March 2012
21 posts
“It is a risk to love. What if it doesn’t work out? Ah, but what if it does?”
—Patrick McWilliams (via girlinlondon)
“I am only responsible for my own heart. You offered yours up for the smashing, my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ.”
—Anaïs Nin (via woodlace)
“It is a luxury to be understood.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (via girlinlondon)
“I often think that a slightly exposed shoulder emerging from a long satin nightgown packs more sex than two naked bodies in bed.”
—Bette Davis
My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you … I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you.
— John Keats to Fanny Brawne, 13 October 1819
“Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.”
—William Goldman, The Princess Bride
“Alice: How long is forever?
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.” —Lewis Carrol
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.” —Lewis Carrol
“She’s mad, but she’s magic.”
—Charles Bukowski
“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
—John Green, The Fault In Our Stars
“She believed a great happiness awaited her somewhere, and for this reason she remained calm as the days flew by.”
—Sunflower, Gyula Krúdy
“So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them.”
—Sylvia Plath
“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
— C. S. Lewis (via petalesderose)
“Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having, she’d have waited for you?’ No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody.”
—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via les-menteurs)
“That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable.”
—Deb Caletti
“Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.”
—Sarah Kay
“I don’t know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.”
—Vincent Van Gogh
“Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.”
—Sylvia Plath
