October 2011
Never let your memories be greater than your dreams.
– Doug Ivester (via aspun)
The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried,...
– Stephen King. (via flowersinfieldsofweeds)
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
– Thomas Moore (via mouthquiet)
How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
– Boris Pasternak (via phalene)
Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another.
– Lemony Snicket (via 2murgatroyd)
Some struggles are so solitary that they drown in words.
– “Undercurrents” by Martha Manning (via creatingaquietmind)
All I need is a sheet of paper and something to write with, and then I can turn...
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via excessivebookshelf)
Despair has its own calms.
– Bram Stoker, Dracula (via gowaltzing)
We know what we are, but not what we may be.
– Ophelia in Shakespeare’s Hamlet (via true-grit)
Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write,...
– Graham Greene (via slekes)
On a really dark night, you can see between 1000 and 1500 stars, and there are...
– Jodi Picoult (via kari-shma)