July 2009
91 posts
Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their...
– Oscar Wilde
Via littlemiss
I am the escaped one,
After I was born
They locked me up inside me
But I...
– Fernando Pessoa
Via crashinglybeautiful
Tumblr kidnapped my husband!!
Fuck Yeah Jewelry →
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.
Via out-of-my-dreams
The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.
– Paul Valery
The Invitation ...
crashinglybeautiful:myserendipities:singulus:
Oriah Mountain Dreamer, Indian Elder:
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your hearts longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t...
Love
crashinglybeautiful:
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of...
You dance secretly inside my heart, where no one else can see.
– Rumi - Via maluna, out-of-my-dreams
You Reading This, Be Ready
lukestorms:
Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor? What scent of old wood hovers, what softened sound from outside fills the air? Will you ever bring a better gift for the world than the breathing respect that you carry wherever you go right now? Are you waiting for time to show you some better thoughts? When you turn around, starting here,...
Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer...
– Theaodore Geisel - Dr. Seuss
To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you.
– Lewis B. Smedes Via amplequotes and seashelllz and lukestorms
Residing Within
lukestorms:
Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours. You will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals: not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables. When you really look for me, you will see me instantly – you will find me in the tiniest house of...
If you write for God you will reach many men and bring them joy. If you write...
– Thomas Merton Via: Illusory Flowers in An Empty Sky and lukestorms