"I love the dark hours of my being
in which my senses drop into the deep.
I have found in them, as in old letters,
my private life, that is already lived through,
and become wide and powerful now, like legends.
Then I know that there is room in me
for a second huge and timeless life."
Rainer Maria Rilke, from A Book for the Hours in Prayer, trans. Robert Bly (via proustitute)
"There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise."
Yearning for permanence, and who wouldn’t?
Longing to believe it will last forever,
But what does? Nothing I know of.
Even the things that seem to stand still
Flow slowly into other forms.
The beloved’s first and only lesson:
Everything that is, becomes.
Gregory Orr, “Yearning for permanence, and who wouldn’t?” (via litverve)
"Praise and blame, gain and loss, pleasure and sorrow come and go like the wind. To be happy, rest like a giant tree in the midst of them all."
"…..the sea…..the source of life, the place where it all started, sometimes familiar, sometimes unknown, always for us, a subject of great inspiration ……."