Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via larmoyante)
Absence, the highest form of presence.
— James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (via larmoyante)
We all have souls of different ages.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via larmoyante)
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours (via larmoyante)
Ignoring your passion is slow suicide. Never ignore what your heart pumps for. Mold your career around your lifestyle not your lifestyle around your career.
— (via beyondfabric)
In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.
— C.S. Lewis (via ggreatperhaps)
the path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. you continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.
— barry h. gillespie (via uhliveone)
To be different is to be alone. I do not like what is average. So I am alone.
— Marchesa Luisa Casati. (via ziegfeld-girl)