Wednesday, December 12, 2012
There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts. Neil Gaiman (via kari-shma)
Not knowing when the dawn will come/ I open every door. Emily Dickinson (via talkativolive)
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. Henri J.M. Nouwen (via kari-shma)
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty. Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via 4mbivalent)
Monday, September 10, 2012
All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsion, habit, reason, passion, and desire. Aristotle, Ethics (via mychestisempty)
Friday, May 18, 2012
apoetreflects:

“Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.”
—Samuel Beckett

apoetreflects:

“Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.”

—Samuel Beckett