There is no pit so deep that God’s love is not deeper still.– Corrie ten Boom (via sapphireblues)
Musee des Beaux Arts by WH Auden
About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters; how well, they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting For the miraculous birth, there always must be Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating On a pond at the edge of the...
A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture...– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe words to live by indeed <3 (via myblisslikethis) (via pseudopoetry)
The heart is the only broken instrument that works.– T.E. Kalem (via alinaamir)
It’s been put to me pretty clearly that boredom is an excess of focus on...– Robert Downey, Jr. (via pseudopoetry)
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then is not an act, but a habit.– Aristotle
That which we persist in doing becomes easier- not that the nature of the task...– Unknown
I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to...– Henry David Thoreau
The Sun Rising by John Donne
BUSY old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late school-boys and sour prentices, Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride, Call country ants to harvest offices; Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime, Nor hours,...
All that is needed for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.– Edmund Burke (via alinaamir)
in time of daffodils(who know the goal of living is to grow) forgetting...– in time of daffodils, e.e. cummings (via librarianism) (via libraryland, gatekeeper)
Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.– C.S. Lewis (via mylittlebee) (via booklover) (via libraryland)