He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.
Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera 

dirtybongobeats:

lowkeat:

Today in science we learned that you can never gain cold, you can only have an absence of heat; and it made me think that maybe hatred doesn’t exist, and there’s only an absence of love.

this is the realist shit I’ve ever read

Like most sensitive souls, you already know you’re sensitive.
You soak up others’ moods and desires like a sponge. You absorb sensation the way a paintbrush grasps each color it touches on a palette. The ethereal beauty of a dandelion, the shift of a season, the climax of a song, or a certain stirring scent can evoke such wonder it’ll behave as your very breath itself- moving through cells as fuel does to fire and wind does to waves.
Victoria Erickson  
Scare the world: Be exactly who you say you are and tell the truth.
slaughterhouse90210:

“ I am awed by her silences and her excited speech, her darkness, her self-possession. The completeness of a child is the most fragile and powerful thing in the world. A child’s confidence is the world’s wonder.”—Teju Cole, Every Day Is for the Thief

slaughterhouse90210:

“ I am awed by her silences and her excited speech, her darkness, her self-possession. The completeness of a child is the most fragile and powerful thing in the world. A child’s confidence is the world’s wonder.”
—Teju Cole, Every Day Is for the Thief