The world belongs to those who read.
— Rick Holland (via booksandnerds)
What is the meaning of life? That was all — a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.
— Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse (via distantheartbeats)
Falling and flying are near-identical sensations, in all but one final detail. We should remember this when we see those men and women seemingly in love with their own decline.
— Don Paterson, The Book of Shadows (via distantheartbeats)
Here is a new spiritual practice for you: don’t take your thoughts so seriously.
— Eckhart Tolle (via elige)
Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.
— Jane Smiley (via amandaonwriting)
If we remain unable to imagine a world where love can be recognized as a unifying principle that can lead us to seek and use power wisely, then we will remain wedded to a culture of domination that requires us to choose power over love.
— bell hooks (via grrrlstudies)
However you may be, be your own source of experience. Throw off your discontent about your nature. Forgive yourself, your own self. You have it in your power to merge everything you have lived through; false starts, errors, delusions, passions, your loves and your hopes into your goal with nothing left over.
—
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
(via heartmindspirit)
Each of us has heaven and hell in him.
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via movieonyoureyelids)
So radiolocked and I met up (and met another Whovian!) at Brooklyn Bridge Park tonight to investigate the shoot rumors (we think we just missed them!).
We were walking around this gutted, awesome building(?) and I ran my hand along the brick - suddenly Inna and our new pal SCREECHED. I spun around to see what they yelled about…. I had run my hand along “BAD WOLF” without realizing. Talk about fuckin’ cool.
(And then the two of us went uptown! Thank you to my friends for the tips and company, and Stef for grabbing us!!!)
Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.
— Sarah Ockler (via amandaonwriting)
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