“Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.”
—Mark Twain (via blueeyesnblackheart)
November 2010
“To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.”
—Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)(via duuuuucky)
“It is impossible to talk or to write without apparently throwing oneself helplessly open.”
—Herman Melville (via wordpainting)(via ariellejuanito)
“Nothing in life happens to me, it happens for me. I am not defined by my past, I am prepared by it. God wouldn’t have allowed me to go through it if he didn’t have a purpose for it. Life is too short to have a victim mentality. Say to yourself, I’m not gonna be bitter, I’m gonna get better.”
—Joel Osteen (via poeticheartache)
“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.”
—Anaïs Nin(via iwannotowidigdo)(via knockturn)
“When a relationship dies do we ever really give up the ghost or are we forever haunted by the spirits of relationships past”
—Carrie Bradshaw (via princess-queen-v)