“We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.”
—David Weatherford (via faeriepetals)
June 2012
18 posts
“I decided, very early on, just to accept life unconditionally; I never expected it to do anything special for me, yet I seemed to accomplish far more than I had ever hoped. Most of the time it just happened to me without my ever seeking it.”
—Audrey Hepburn (via regkneee)
“Nasmešite se, sa mnogo dobrote i malo, malo gorčine. Oprostite životu i svetu sto nisu savršeni.”
—Duško Radović
“Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.”
—Fyodor Dostoyevsky
i just found the thugxwife tumblr, holy fuck, how perfect can you be
“Kad trepnem imam te na djelić sekunde.”
—
“Women are not in love with me but with the picture of me on the screen. I am merely the canvas on which women paint their dreams.”
—Rudolph Valentino (via lavender-lithium)
“Being alone never felt right. Sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.”
—Charles Bukowski, Women: A Novel
“We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.”
—Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky (via drolja)
“Suicide is just a moment. This is how she described it to me. For just a moment, it doesn’t matter that you’ve got people who love you and the sun is shining and there’s a movie coming out this weekend that you’ve been dying to see. It hits you all of a sudden that nothing is ever going to be okay, ever, and you kind of dare yourself. You pick up a knife and press it gently to your skin, you look out a nineteenth-story window and you think, I could just do it. I could just do it. And most of the time, you look at the height and you get scared, or you think about the poor people on the sidewalk below - what if there are kids coming home from school and they have to spend the rest of their lives trying to forget this terrible thing you’re going to make them see? And the moment’s over. You think about how sad it would’ve been if you never got to see that movie, and you look at your dog and wonder who would’ve taken care of her if you had gone. And you go back to normal. But you keep it there in your mind. Even if you never take yourself up on it, it gives you a kind of comfort to know that the day is yours to choose. You tuck it away in your brain like sour candy tucked in your cheek, and the puckering memory it leaves behind, the rough pleasure of running your tongue over its strange terrain, is exactly the same. The day was hers to choose, and perhaps in that treetop moment when she looked down and saw the yard, the world, her life, spread out below her, perhaps she chose to plunge toward it headlong. Perhaps she saw before her a lifetime of walking on the ruined earth and chose instead a single moment in the air.”
—Carolyn Parkhurst, The Dogs of Babel (via larmoyante)
“
I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year. I feel I know you so well that I couldn’t have known you better if we’d been friends for twenty years. You won’t fail me, will you? Only two minutes, and you’ve made me happy forever. Yes, happy. Who knows, perhaps you’ve reconciled me with myself, resolved all my doubts.
When I woke up it seemed to me that some snatch of a tune I had known for a long time, I had heard somewhere before but had forgotten, a melody of great sweetness, was coming back to me now. It seemed to me that it had been trying to emerge from my soul all my life, and only now-
If and when you fall in love, may you be happy with her. I don’t need to wish her anything, for she’ll be happy with you. May your sky always be clear, may your dear smile always be bright and happy, and may you be for ever blessed for that moment of bliss and happiness which you gave to another lonely and grateful heart. Isn’t such a moment sufficient for the whole of one’s life?
” —Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights (via eyes-of-the-beholders)
“I’m not beautiful, I don’t care. One thing women don’t know is that you don’t have to be beautiful. You don’t have to be beautiful to fuck anyone you want.”
— Courtney Love
“Nikad nemoj odustati od onoga što voliš, jebeš život ako se ne boriš.”
—Đorđe Balašević
“You can never be overdressed or overeducated.”
—Oscar Wild (via asia-and-europe)
“What’s bad and what’s good? What should we love and what should we hate? What is life for, and what am I? What is life? What is death? What kind of force is it that directs everything?” he kept asking himself. And there were no answers to any of these questions, except one illogical response that didn’t answer any of them. And that response was: “You’re going to die, and it will be over and done with. You’re going to die and you’ll either come to know everything or stop asking.” But dying was horrible too.”
—War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy (via jemesuisperdu)
