May you do the things you want to and always remember what it felt like when you were doing them.
May 27th, 2012
Touched by a masterpiece, a person begins to hear in himself that same call of truth which prompted the artist to his creative act. When a link is established between the work and its beholder, the latter experiences a sublime, purging trauma. Within that aura which unites masterpieces and audience, the best sides of our souls are made known, and we long for them to be freed. In those moments we recognise and discover ourselves, the unfathomable depths of our own potential, and the furthest reaches of our emotions.
Andrei Tarkovsky (via forgottencityiram)
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May 24th, 2012
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
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Sometimes you need to go away so that you can come back a new and better person
2PM Nickhun (via araisyah)
May 23rd, 2012
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May 21st, 2012
He really was beautiful. I know boys aren’t supposed to be, but he was.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via fawun)
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April 27th, 2012
April 26th, 2012
You either like me or you don’t. It took me Twenty-something years to learn how to love myself, I don’t have that kinda time to convince somebody else.
Daniel Franzese (via stellacooper)
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April 12th, 2012
She loved mysteries so much
that she became one.
that she became one.
John Green (via human-voices)
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April 11th, 2012
Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another
Toni Morrison (via howardtuniverse)
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April 10th, 2012
Sabe o que é legal? Quando você surpreende aqueles que disseram que você não ia conseguir.
Miley Cyrus (via thelifegoes-on)
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April 6th, 2012
But a friend of mine says it good to hear, that you believe in love even if set in fear.
Laura Marling, Goodbye England (Covered In Snow)
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How silently the heart pivots on its hinge.
Jane Hirshfield, from “Not Moving Even One Step”, in The Secret Lives of the Heart (via atomiclanterns)
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March 25th, 2012
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