There’s a loneliness that only exists in one’s mind. The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via cite-belle)
I think you’re made of very, very good stuff.
— Emily Deschanel, Bones (via halffmermaid)
I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers.
— Ryan O’Connell, I Want To Know You (via penseesduchoeur)
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
— A.A. Milne (via penseesduchoeur)
I am learning to see. I don’t know why it is, but everything enters me more deeply and doesn’t stop where it once used to. I have an interior that I never knew of. Everything passes into it now. I don’t know what happens there.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge (1910)
I’m sorry that I’m both your umbrella and the rain.
— Tablo (via penseesduchoeur)
I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t mean ‘sugary.’ It’s dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.
— Catherine Breillat (via penseesduchoeur)
