February 2012
1,884 posts
Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically—to those who hardly...
– T.H. White, The Once and Future King (via larmoyante)
What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth...
– Suzanne Collins (via katyjean)
It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you...
– Stephenie Meyer (via katyjean)
She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light...
– Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth (via larmoyante)
Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many...
– Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via larmoyante)
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
– E. E. Cummings (via col-legno)
I would like to think that no one would die anymore if we all believed in...
– Anne Sexton (via icar-us)
Forever is composed of nows.
– Emily Dickinson (via larmoyante)
Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.
– Philip K. Dick (via tantum)
If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did...
– Jodi Picoult (via smited)