Diary

fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits

The hypocrisy of being human; the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing.

—mattmurdock-gf on Tumblr

quotemadness:

You’re not a kid anymore. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you want a cat, all you have to do is choose a life in which you can have a cat. It’s simple. It’s your right.

Haruki Murakami

flowerytale:

Sharon Olds, from “Something Is Happening”, One Secret Thing: Poems

another-empty-soul:

„asi by sme si mali uvedomiť, že sa trápiť budeme celý život“

kingdomreigns:

To love at all is to be vulnerable

— C.S. Lewis

cheerfullycatholic:

honeysurge:

“A woman’s heart should be so close to God that a man should have to chase Him to find her.”

- C.S. LEWIS

teplejtrouba:

promiňte ale proč jsou slovenští herci takoví. jakože mou největší láskou navždy zůstane michal dočolomanský, ale juraj kukura s jeho dokonale upraveným knírem přitáhl tak přenádhernou, teplou a éterickou energii. a to ani nemluvím o juliu satinském a sestrách vašáryových, protože to by mě asi zabilo. prostě. ONI.

fromdarzaitoleeza:

From Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another by Jan Heller Levi (via hush-syrup)

gibsperez:

“where have you been?”

you ask — and i

glide over meadows with outstretched wings

into the deep of unchartered woods,

dive in the world of infinite turquoise

capering with whales and millions of gobies,

and the greatest of all is to soar amid the constellations

and the planets on a pageantry in the cosmos

of unending marvels and mysteries.

“where have you been?”

i ask these childhood dreams.

— where have you been? (g.p.)