The delight…to be a feather again instead of a plummet, to float not to drag.
Tender is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via existential-celestial)
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She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
Starra Neely Blade (via hplyrikz)
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Your Shoes
Today I saw a man wearing your shoes.
Not YOUR shoes.
But ones identical to the ones you wore the day I met you.
When I noticed you were just as disheveled as I was.
The ones that were slightly torn at the seams
Not because that was the style
But because you hadn’t yet needed to replace them.
Those shoes I used to see laying on my bedroom floor or that used to leave prints in the sand of my front yard tracing the tire tracks of your car parked under my oak tree.
Those worn out jalopies you trudged around with were the same you used to walk away.
I saw a man wearing your shoes today and I laughed… I always hated those God damn ugly shoes.
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The less you say, the more weight your words will carry.
Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm
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The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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you might not have been my first love
but you were the love that made
all the other loves
irrelevant
Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via booksqouted)
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you tell me to quite down cause
my opinions make me less beautiful
but i was not made with a fire in my belly
so i could be put out
i was not made with a lightness on my tongue
so i could be easy to swallow
i was made heavy
half blade and half silk
difficult to forget and not easy
for the mind to follow
Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via booksqouted)
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The education of a man is never completed until he dies.
General Robert E. Lee, (January 19th, 1807 – October 12th, 1870)
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