May 2013
3 posts
In a society that feeds us poison this is our time to love and to become peace....
– (via serayozdmr)
Very Truly Yours: My Lovely Sunshine (A Lesson on... →
thunderpopcola:
Oh, how I miss you dearly.
At this very moment, your Mama is alone in a room full of strangers listening to a song called ‘In Repair’ by a very intelligent man named John Mayer. Maybe I can sing it to you when you are sad because sometimes, you have to listen to sad songs before you can be…
YUNA / music: THE CREATIVE ADVANTAGES OF LIMITS →
yunamusic:
“Oh, how we hate limits. Limits hold you back. They confine you. They prevent you from doing what you want to do. Limits stop you from living a life without limits. Of course, this is only an illusion. What limits really do is give you an acceptable excuse to avoid doing something. Limits are…
April 2013
6 posts
There are no safe investments, but we invest anyway. Because heartbreak is...
– Donna Schute Provencher, “The Risky Business Of Love”
March 2013
7 posts
I keep finding you
in unassuming places,
in random faces.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
And so he hesitated, and while he lingered in confusion another day would end.
– Haruki Murakami - Aeroplane: Or, How He Talked to Himself as if Reciting Poetry (via murakamistuff)
February 2013
14 posts
You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk...
– Amy Pond (The Girl Who Waited)
The amount of happiness that you have depends on the amount of freedom you have...
– Thich Nhat Hanh (via awakeningspirits)
January 2013
10 posts
Choose to be optimistic, it feels better.
– Dalai Lama XIV (via kari-shma)
Some of the most wonderful people are the ones who don’t fit into boxes.
– Tori Amos (via kari-shma)
hereunoia:
If the boy who draws
lets you look over his shoulder.
If the poet
smiles
and shows you her words.
If the girl who sings for the shower only,
hums a song
in front of you.
Know that you’re no longer a person
but the air
and dust
that fills their lungs.
When the world perishes,
and all things cease to exist,
you’ll remain inside an ink stain,
a paint brush,
a...
December 2012
1 post
3 tags
October 2012
1 post
19 tags
September 2012
1 post
11 tags
August 2012
6 posts
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That’s how stories happen - with a turning point, an unexpected twist. There’s...
– Haruki Murakami - Kafka on the shore
(via nuevoprincipio)