January 2011
“There is neither happiness nor unhappiness in this world; there is only the...”
– Alexandre Dumas (via crimsun)
crimsun:
Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer
...
“Intimacy is a four syllable word for, ‘Here’s my heart and soul, please grind...”
– Meredith Grey (via crimsun)
“If you do what you have always done, you’ll get what you have always gotten”
– Anthony Robbins (via falltoplace)
“If you worry about what might be, and wonder what might have been, you will...”
– Unknown (via soocie)
“It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I don’t understand it. Some people, as far...”
– High Fidelity (via uncannie)
“I miss those days, don’t you? I mean, except for the terrible parts.”
– Kate “The Great Kate Weather Machine” Wetherall, The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Perilous Journey (via tarrinj)
“Today, I interviewed a woman who is terminally ill. “So,” I tried to delicately...”
– Makesmethink.com (via thisisntaina)
“Is it too much to ask for someone to be interesting? I just wanna feel equal.”
– Tea, Skins (USA)
“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too...”
– Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via dollyhaze)
“All human beings are alone. No other person will completely feel like we do,...”
– Henri Nouwen (via azspot)
“That’s why love is madness. It’s too easy to lose your mind when you lose your...”
– I Wrote This For You (via 472239364)
Hence, explaining all volatile, irrational behaviour.
(via sherri-berri)
“To love would be an awfully big adventure.”
– J.M. Barrie (via kari-shma)
In my heart I'm always somewhere with you.
77days:
learn to appreciate what you have.
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung...”
– C.S. Lewis (The Four Loves)
“Oh, you’re in my veins,
and I cannot get you out.
Oh, you’re all I taste
at...”
– In My Veins, Andrew Belle (via herestoyesterday)
“When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful.”
– Toy Story 2 (via quote-book)
“The only person standing in your way is you.”
– Black Swan (via iloveyoursoul)
“People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me...”
– Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via clavicola)
