Only (softly, fiercely)
the stars shining. Here,
in the room, the bedroom.
Saying I was brave, I resisted,
I set myself on fire.

Louise Glück, ”Stars,” from The Seven Ages  (via dehaahn)

(Source: ifveniceissinking)

May God bless and keep you always  May your wishes all come true May you always do for others  And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the stars  And climb on every rung May you stay forever young.
- Bob Dylan

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young.

- Bob Dylan

"Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!"
— A Clockwork Orange (1971)

nudqe:

"white people can’t danc-"

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"white people can’t twer-"

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"We accept you, one of us! One of us!" - The Dreamers (2003)

When did you forget you were a flower? When did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent, dirty old locomotive?

—Allen Ginsberg - Sunflower Sutra  (via jehanprouvaires)

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"That Paris exists and anyone could choose to live anywhere else in the world will always be a mystery to me." - Midnight In Paris (2011)

The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.

—Warsan Shire  (via kvtes)

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antiquellulaby:

-Marie Antoinette (2006)

antiquellulaby:

-Marie Antoinette (2006)

I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you.

—Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden (via larmoyante)

Consider that you radiate. At all times. Consider that what you’re feeling right now is rippling outward into a field of is-ness that anyone can dip their oar into. You are felt. You are heard. You are seen. If you were not here, the world would be different. Because of your presence, the universe is expanding.

—Danielle LaPorte (via universal-wanderer)

(Source: vijara)

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart
you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.

—Kahlil Gibran “On Talking”