lifeinpoetry:

I worry that my friends
will misunderstand my silence

as a lack of love, or interest, instead
of a tent city built for my own mind

— Tarfia Faizullah, from “Poem Full of Worry Ending with My Birth,” published in Poem-a-Day

serratedpens:

“Or was my rage my mother’s? Or her mother’s? Or hers? An inherited creature?”

— Letter to My Rage: An Evolution, by Lidia Yuknavitch  (via 89words)

spirit-of-art:

Viktor Kryzhanivskyi, In Search of destiny, 1998

librabutch:

i love laying the FUCK down and sleeping

larmoyante:

“It is a most wonderful comfort to sit alone beneath a lamp, book spread before you, and commune with someone from the past whom you have never met.”

— Yoshida Kenkō, A Cup of Sake Beneath the Cherry Trees

larmoyante:

“Everything that is tearing us down today will become a memory, and this memory will be shared as an anecdote or a story or a poem or a play or a warning. It will be shared with another human being, who will then understand that he is not alone in his sadness. This is why we show up for others and tell our tales and listen to others. The great congregation meets daily, and you are someone’s angel today.”

— Tennessee Williams, in an interview with James Grissom

larmoyante:

“Not knowing for certain, but refusing to give way to those who claim certainty, was a privilege I had never allowed myself. My life was narrated for me by others. Their voices were forceful, emphatic, absolute. It had never occurred to me that my voice might be as strong as theirs.”

— Tara Westover, Educated

amargedom:

“There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words, and still not understand you. And there are others who will understand. without you even speaking a word.”

—

officialaudreykitching:

‪It does not matter how much knowledge you consume, if you are not going to start applying it to your life and focusing on growth and mastery, it all just becomes a waste of time and energy. The consumption of information without application is a distraction.‬

thehopefulquotes:

“A mistake repeated more than once is a decision.”

— Paulo Coelho

onlinecounsellingcollege:

“Someone who is worthy of your love will never put you in a situation where you feel you must sacrifice your dignity, your integrity, or your self worth to be with them.”

— Unknown