They stay in my mind, these beautiful people,
or anyway beautiful people to me, of which
there are so many. You, and you, and you,
whom I had the fortune to meet, or maybe
missed. Love, love, love, it was the
core of my life, from which, of course, comes
the word for the heart. And, oh, have I mentioned
that some of them were men and some were women
and some — now carry my revelation with you —
were trees. Or places. Or music flying above
the names of their makers. Or clouds, or the sun
which was the first, and the best, the most
loyal for certain, who looked so faithfully into
my eyes, every morning. So I imagine
such love of the world — its fervency, its shining, its
innocence and hunger to give of itself — I imagine
this is how it began.
― Mary Oliver, from New And Selected Poems (via violentwavesofemotion)
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Absence, the highest form of presence.
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (via aestheticintrovert)

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I only drink champagne on two occasions. When I am in love, and when I am not.
― Coco Chanel    (via thatkindofwoman)

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I told her I’d wait forever for her, but that was before I found somebody else who’d give me a ride home.
― Jarod Kintz (via aestheticintrovert)

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may something
comfort you—a mockingbird, a breeze, rain
on the roof, Chopin’s Nocturnes, a kiss,
or even me—in my chilly kitchen
with my coat on—thinking of you.
― Ellen Bass, from Insomnia (via violentwavesofemotion)
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She gave up
self-respect for
a fixation that
drained her of
all exuberance.

She is proof that
zombies exist.
Noor Shirazie (via aestheticintrovert)
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