The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the...– Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (via booklover)
Daily Rumi ~~~
If you are seeking, seek us with joy For we live in the kingdom of joy. Do not give your heart to anything else But to the love of those who are clear joy, Do not stray into the neighborhood of despair. For there are hopes: they are real, they exist – Do not go in the direction of darkness – I tell you: suns exist. - Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and...
Under the stars,’ she repeated. ‘I never noticed the stars before. I always...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via loveyourchaos)
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling...– Jack Kerouac (via kaustubha) (via readbooks) (via booklover)
I am suddenly comsumed by nostalgia for the little girl who was me, who loved...– Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler’s Wife) (via rememo) (via quote-book) (via precipice)
Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on...– Kurt Vonnegut (via loveyourchaos)
…and both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday...– Gabriel García Márquez (via loveyourchaos)
How To Fly
daintydoll: 1) Make sure that your mind is not clogged with heavy burdens such as: resentment, anger, secrets and the past. They can be heavy. 2) Make sure that your body is not clogged with excess fat and excrements. 3) Make sure that your wings are light and free. This is the most difficult proposition. Your wings cannot be free unless the whole world is free, because you are a part of the...
thegirlskeepcomingtothecanyon: Perfect Day-Lou...
I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To England where my heart lies. My mind’s distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you’re asleep And kiss you when you start your day. And...
"We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the...
I’m worried that students will take their obedient place in society and look to...– Howard Zinn (via loveyourchaos)