:all the little things that open your eyes, altering you from the moment you find them. They're the inspiration you feel when you see the beauty in something ordinary. It's when you forget the big picture simply to notice the way the wind blows through your hair, or the smell before rain. It's a book that changes your life. It's midnight coffee, and night-long heart-to-hearts spent on rooftops. It's when simply existing makes you feel invincible.
Ask me anything.
..within man is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty… And this deep power in which we exist. and whose beatitude is all accessible to us, is not only self-sufficing and perfect in every hour, but the act of seeing and the thing seen, the seer and spectacle, the subject and the object, are one. We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are the shining parts, is the soul. Ralph Waldo Emerson (via awakenaslove)
I don’t miss him anymore. Most of the time, anyway. I want to. I wish I could but unfortunately, it’s true: time does heal. It will do so whether you like it or not, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. If you’re not careful, time will take away everything that ever hurt you, everything you have lost, and replace it with knowledge. It will convert your pain into experience… It will force you to move on and you will not have a choice in the matter. Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe (via blowkissesnotboys)