I’m going to treat myself as a goddess, with respect, and I am only for art and the arts. I dare change myself today and make myself exactly how I want to be. I dare do anything on this earth. Where there is a will there is a way. Diana Vreeland (via jaynedolluk)
Tag Archives: poetic
I love you with what in me is unfinished. I love you with what in me is still Changing, Robert Bly, from “In the Month of May,” Eating the Honey of Words (HarperCollins, 1999)
That’s what I’ve become. There’s a void inside me, a blank that’s slowly expanding, devouring what’s left of who I am. I can hear it happening. I’m totally lost, my identity dying. Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via mirayama)
Above all I hated her. For she belonged to the magic and the loveliness. She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it. Wide Sargasso Sea; Jean Rhys (via eileenssummerreadinglist)
I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people. Virginia Woolf – from A Passionate Apprentice (via strangelics)
Whether or not you believe in fate comes down to one thing: who you blame when something goes wrong. Do you think it’s your fault – that if you’d tried better, worked harder, it wouldn’t have happened? Or do you just chalk it up to circumstance? Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes
In the end these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you live? How deeply did you let go? Gautama Buddha (via purplebuddhaproject)
elliebeanz: why does no one talk about how friends can break your heart so devastatingly intimately sometimes a million times worse than romantic partners why does no one talk about friend break ups
Continuous effort – not strength or intelligence – is the key to unlocking our potential. – Winston Churchill via http://twitter.com/goodquoteco