There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts. — Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders (via liquidnight)
There are two ways to get enough. One is to continue to accumulate more and more. The other is to desire less. — G.K. Chesterton (via feellng)
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. — G.K. Chesterton, a night blogger probably (via fiction-makes-miso-sad)
"You can’t rewrite the past, but you can reframe the present."
I miss you. Honestly, I missed you before our last kiss was finished. I just want you to know that I am with you. Elena, your beauty radiates from your soul. I finally understand the cliched term ‘take one’s breath away’. You take my breath away. When you kiss me…oh god…when you kiss me, Elena…I remember the night you showed up and made love to me with no words. I have never let anyone have me,let anyone take me,ravage me,like I have let you. You have given me such a gift, the other side of myself. You’ve made me whole — Peyton (via goalexisworld)
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. — Aldous Huxley (via placidthoughts)