Greyday by Maya Angelou
The day hangs heavy loose and grey when you’re away. A crown of thorns a shirt of hair is what I wear. No one knows my lonely heart when we’re apart.
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees,...– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via mirrorsandmirages)
…The liar’s punishment is, not in the least that he is not believed, but that he...– George Bernard Shaw (via libraryland)
goodpoetry: So I wait for you like a lonely house until you will see me again and live in me. Until then my windows ache. Pablo Neruda
Without literature, life is hell.– Charles Bukowski (via darkfolklore)
Good relationships feel good. They feel right. They don’t hurt. They’re not...– Michelle Obama (via srsly)
The thought of you rustles my mind like the wind, unseen but ever present on my skin, like a soft caress.
The core of literature is the idea of tragedy … You don’t really learn much from...– Cormac McCarthy on “Connecting Science and Art” (via fictionz)
Never try to trick me with a kiss Pretending that the birds are here to stay;...– Never Try To Trick Me With a Kiss, Sylvia Plath (via alinaamir)
when we share a glance
pinksubmergence: drenched in the irresistible flourishes of your being I found the the hypnotic gaze the glory of seeing.
Love's A Trade
pinksubmergence: colvinwilt: I will give you this If you hand me the same thing beating on a plate A heart for a heart Negotiations are banned No bargains this time I’ll frolic in shame, drown in this insanity if you’ll do the same. All I am asking is the same Reciprocity to keep me sane.
Truth, as the Angelic Doctor would say, needs no defense rather than its own,...– A personal message from a philosopher I admire (via pinksubmergence)
… let us live and let us love, defy the severe tut-tutting elders who advocate cold restraint, how all must die. Our sun will set but will not always rise so kiss me now, here in bed or heather, before night’s numb and endless slumber. Then let us kiss again one thousand times, then a hundred times, exceed a thousand more, for each sweet kiss will another breed until we do not know...
pinksubmergence: the only reason I could breathe is because I have my head above the water I’m standing not on any table I have my feet firmly planted on your shoulder.
One’s friends are that part of the human race with which one can be human.– George Santayana
Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies– Aristotle
Two may talk together under the same roof for many years, yet never really meet;...– Mary Catherwood
‘I don’t know whether you’ve ever had the… the experience of having your life changed by a quite trivial incident. You know, nothing dramatic like the death of a parent, or the birth of a child. Something so trivial you almost can’t see why it had the effect it had. It happened to me on that trip. I was on the Southern Cross - that’s the mission boat- and there...
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: ‘What! You...– C.S. Lewis (via libraryland)
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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are...– Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of a Course in Miracles (via libraryland)
I picked up one of the books and flipped through it. Don’t get me wrong, I like...– Laurie Halse Anderson, Twisted (via libraryland)
Forever is composed of nows– Emily Dickinson (via hedgehogng)
We stood still; for the first time did we know fear, and then pain. And we stood...– Anthem, Ayn Rand (via i-spence)
As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t....– Haruki Murakami (via suzywire)
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.– Edgar Allan Poe (via notetosarah)
I should go Before my will gets any weaker And my eyes begin to linger Longer than they should I should go Before I lose my sense of reason And this hour holds more meaning Than it ever could I should go I should go Baby, I should go
A writer is someone who can make a riddle out of an answer.– Karl Kraus (via kendalllouise)
On Osama Bin Laden's Death
I will mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that. — Martin Luther King Jr.