Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way.

— Pablo Neruda (via emotional-algebra)

If you’re going to stay, stay forever . If you’re going to leave, do it today.

— If I stay (via unlively)

(Source: ynesterday, via ridge)

17 Oct 2014 Reblogged from ynesterday

And like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to hell.

— Dallas Green (via hrsvt)

(via alienposition)

17 Oct 2014 Reblogged from nidravasa

Some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. Some things are so sad that only your soul can do the crying for them.

— Pluto
(Gregory David Roberts, Shantaran)

17 Oct 2014 Reblogged from astrolocherry

That God does not exist, I cannot deny. That my whole being cries out for God I cannot forget.

— Jean-Paul Sartre  (via bury-yourhead)

(Source: learningfromthehands, via bury-yourhead)

Oh God, what I want is every moment of the whole of your life.

— .Franz Kafka, from Letters To Felice (via adderalldust)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via adderalldust)

You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it’s better to listen to what it has to say.

— Paulo Coelho  (via elige)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via elige)

My heart does not belong to me, nor to anyone else. It declared its
independence from me before it turned into a stone.

— Mahmoud Darwish, excerpt from “From now on you are somebody else” in A River Dies of Thirst (via larmoyante)

12 Oct 2014 Reblogged from larmoyante

How much pain fits inside a person?

— (via versteur)

(Source: s-ensitivus, via whux)

12 Oct 2014 Reblogged from s-ensitivus

The truth is, I wake up with lust and loss
and only half believe in something better

— Marilyn Hacker, from La Fontaine de Vaucluse  (via hip-)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via hip-)

Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you’d been before the fall.

— Jodi Picoult (via thechocolatebrigade)

If I were truly being heroic, I’d actually mean what I’m saying right now. But I don’t. I want you to stay with me, but I realize how selfish that is. That’s why I’m telling you to go.

— Kristen Lippert-Martin Tabula Rasa (via adderalldust)

(Source: sempiternale, via adderalldust)

10 Oct 2014 Reblogged from sempiternale