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Posted on Friday 18 April with 1 note.
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side can grow up, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.

- Rainer Maria Rilke

Posted on Friday 18 April with 6 notes.
Posted on Friday 18 April with 6 notes.
A wealth you cannot imagine
flows through you.
Do not consider what strangers say.
Be secluded in your secret heart-house,
that bowl of silence.

- Rumi

Posted on Friday 11 April with 2 notes.
This before all: ask yourself in the quietest hour of your night: must I write? Dig down into yourself for a deep answer. And if this should be in the affirmative, if you may meet this solemn question with a strong and simple “I must”, then build your life according to this necessity; your life must, right to its most unimportant and insignificant hour, become a token and a witness of this impulse.

- Rainer Maria Rilke

Love came,
and became like blood in my body.
It rushed through my veins and
encircled my heart.
Everywhere I looked,
I saw one thing.
Love’s name written
on my limbs,
on my left palm,
on my forehead,
on the back of my neck,
on my right big toe…
Oh, my friend,
all that you see of me
is just a shell,
and the rest belongs to love.

- Rumi

Posted on Monday 31 March with 9 notes.
there was such love as she had dreamed, and she meant to go on believing in it and cherishing the thought that she was worthy of it.

there was such love as she had dreamed, and she meant to go on believing in it and cherishing the thought that she was worthy of it.

Posted on Monday 31 March with 3 notes.

No One Lives His Life

Diguised since childhood,
haphazardly assembled
from voices and fears and little pleasures,
We come of age as masks.

Our true face never speaks.
Somewhere there must be storehouses
where all these lives are laid away
like suits of armour or old carriages
or clothes hanging limply on the walls.

Maybe all paths lead here,
to the repository of unlived things.

- Rainer Maria Rilke

Posted on Monday 31 March with 5 notes.
never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God’s handwriting—a wayside sacrament. welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.

never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God’s handwriting—a wayside sacrament. welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.

Posted on Monday 31 March with 11 notes.
Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.

- Susan Sontag

Posted on Monday 31 March with 3 notes.
life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semitransparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semitransparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

Away, away, from men and towns,
to the wild wood and the downs,
to the silent wilderness,
where the soul need not repress
its music.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

Posted on Tuesday 25 March with 1 note.
You must write every single day of your life… You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.

- Ray Bradbury