Somebody once said we never know what is enough until we know what’s more than enough.
Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.
Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper (via wordsnquotes)
Autumn
Shows us just how beautiful
Letting things go
Could be
Nicole DeStefano (via wnq-writers)
Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.
How can I empty myself of this sadness when it has weaved itself so deep into my soul?
It rummages through my veins and pulsates my blood.
A. L. Nash (via wnq-writers)
Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier ‘til this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that—everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been. V.
Virginia Woolf’s suicide note to her husband, Leonard: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia_Woolf#Death (via thingsidonttellanyone)
I fell in love like the sun fell in love with the moon, still knowing that they could never be together.
original: “Me enamoré como se enamoró el sol de la luna, aún sabiendo que nunca podrían estar juntos.”
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Las palabras nos salvan la vida, a veces.
Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
- Translation: “Words save our lives, sometimes.”
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I don’t need you to light up my world. Just sit with me in the dark.
askpristin (via wnq-writers)