clavicola: Laying in a half-daze, a quilt half-up my neck Watching love fall between a glance; just a glance And there it is— a mere echo (intangible after a thought) But I felt it. A second; doughy between my fingertips Nostalgia— smoke swept ashes A flood (of kissed midnights and dewy suns) A look that never...
She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the...– Patricia A. McKillip (via fleurishes)
We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s...– Chuck Klosterman (via halus)
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such...– John Keats, Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne)
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields— that it kisses them so gently?...– Lewis Carroll (via fleurishes)
thepocketmouse: Amélie: You know, that girl with the glass, maybe she’s thinking about someone. Glass Man: Somebody in the painting? Amélie: No. Rather a young man she saw some place else. She feels like they’re the same, the two of them. Glass Man: You mean she would rather imagine herself relating to an absent person than build relationships with those around her?
I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without...– Franz Kafka (via stardust-reverie)
If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.– Sylvia Plath (The Bell Jar)
the book of recurrent dreams, 1791
honeychurch: The dream of angels dreaming of men. It was during an afternoon nap that I dreamt of a ladder. Angels were sleepwalking up and down the rungs, their eyes closed, their breath heavy and dull, their wings hanging limp at the sides. I bumped into an old angel as I passed, waking and startling him. He looked like my grandfather did before he passed away last year, when he would pray...
Observe your own body. It breathes. You breathe when you are asleep, when you...– Ilchi Lee. (via espacevide)
get lost on the boulevard at night without your voice to tell me “i love you,...– (via xrawrosaurxdreams)
clavicola: She shook his arm in a dream of Egypt “Look. It’s pretty, no? All those goddamn stars?” “They’re dying. Look, they’re falling.” “But it’s all for you.” “They’re dying.” “But for you.”
If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did...– Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult (via kari-shma)
moonconversations: like grabbing starlight you exploded way before i even saw you
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate....– (via theflightout)