things aren’t that bad. because they’ve always been bad.
People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me...– Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via bloodisthenewblackk)
But suddenly you’re ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is...– Joseph Campbell (via aesopy)
Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me...– Jean Cocteau (via falenir)
I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of...– J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via bloodisthenewblackk)
But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would...– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via 4mbivalent)
Nature is what we know, yet have no art to say. So impotent our wisdom is to her...– Emily Dickinson