Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.
Rabindranath Tagore (via apoetreflects)

(Source: drakontomalloi)

Let everything that’s been planned come true. Let them believe. And let them have a laugh at their passions. Because what they call passion actually is not some emotional energy, but just the friction between their souls and the outside world. And most important, let them believe in themselves. Let them be helpless like children, because weakness is a great thing, and strength is nothing. When a man is just born, he is weak and flexible. When he dies, he is hard and insensitive. When a tree is growing, it’s tender and pliant. But when it’s dry and hard, it dies. Hardness and strength are death’s companions. Pliancy and weakness are expressions of the freshness of being. Because what has hardened will never win.
― Andrei Tarkovsky
By being too sensitive, I have wasted my life.
Arthur Rimbaud, “Song of the Highest Tower” (via limb-of-satan)
I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities that I have visited, all my ancestors.
Jorge Luis Borges (via thatquote)
Dear Ex Lover - for DraftSpace April

Dear Ex Lover – for DraftSpace April

Dear ex-lover,

I’m writing this to tell you that I am okay. I wonder where you are and what you’re like, but I realize my idea of you is three years old. I remember you in blips: when you were kind or when you were mean. At one time, one won over the other and this would inform me if I should be loving or cold towards you. But at the end of our run, it was chaos in my head. I had a tornado in my…

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Illustrations from the original manuscript of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s The Little Prince. (via)

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