(via yayeevelasquez)
(Source: jonwithabullet)
I miss being a little kid. You fall asleep in the couch and magically transfer to your bed.
One day before breakfast,
an orange rolled off the
counter and escaped its
fate, bouncing happily
through the kitchen door.
Filled with hope, the
egg followed.
(Source: germancitygirl, via hitrecordjoe)
(Source: dontkillquinn, via whispering-literature)
"Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion."
Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler’s Wife)
(Source: myquotelibrary, via booklover)
(Source: ihrtbks)
kyoot :3
(via robgasm)
"Sometimes I sensed that the books I read in rapid succession had set up some sort of murmur among themselves, transforming my head into an orchestra pit where different musical instruments sounded out, and I would realize that I could endure this life because of these musicales going on in my head."
Orhan Pamuk, The New Life (via bookoasis)
(via teachingliteracy)
"Everything can be taken away from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in a given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way."
Viktor Frankl
(Source: benjamin7373, via teachingliteracy)
(via flipthroughit)
(via tomorrowbecomesyesterday)
(via tomorrowbecomesyesterday)
"I promise nothing complete; because any human thing supposed to be complete must for that very reason infallibly be faulty."
Herman Melville, Moby-Dick
(Source: mythologyofblue)
