…And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.

Pablo Neruda, Poetry  (via thatkindofwoman)


"what do these challenges even need names for" challenge — (2/10) tv shows

-You know, I can’t shake the feeling that at the end of the day I’m gonna be able to go home. And, like, in the morning, when I wake up, there are these few seconds before I realize where I am, and then I do realize, and I can’t breathe. And I wanna cry and throw shit and kill myself. When does that end?-I’ll let you know.(Orange Is the New Black)
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"what do these challenges even need names for" challenge — (2/10) tv shows

-You know, I can’t shake the feeling that at the end of the day I’m gonna be able to go home. And, like, in the morning, when I wake up, there are these few seconds before I realize where I am, and then I do realize, and I can’t breathe. And I wanna cry and throw shit and kill myself. When does that end?-I’ll let you know.(Orange Is the New Black)
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"what do these challenges even need names for" challenge  (2/10) tv shows

-You know, I can’t shake the feeling that at the end of the day I’m gonna be able to go home. And, like, in the morning, when I wake up, there are these few seconds before I realize where I am, and then I do realize, and I can’t breathe. And I wanna cry and throw shit and kill myself. When does that end?
-I’ll let you know.

(Orange Is the New Black)

Paris isn’t for changing planes, it’s for changing your outlook. For throwing open the windows and letting in…letting in la vie en rose.

Audrey Hepburn as Sabrina   (via pureblyss)

All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you: the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was. If you can get so that you can give that to people, then you are a writer.

Ernest Hemingway (via wordsnquotes)

A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.

Carl Sagan (via kushandwizdom)

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