May 2013
azaleadalen:
I wait for you at an unexpected place in your journey like the rusted key or the feather you do not pick up until the way back
-Leonard Cohen, from “The Way Back”
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
azaleadalen:
“Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood.”
-Mary Rakow
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
– Kurt Vonnegut (via thatkindofwoman)
As you walk look around, assess where you are, reflect on where you have been,...
– John Francis, PhD. (via cosmic-rebirth)
Respond intelligently even to unintelligent treatment.
– Lao Tzu (via sunflowersoull)