brighter.

shiny shimmery sparkles.

I have a need of silence and of stars.
Too much is said too loudly. I am dazed.
The silken sound of whirled infinity
Is lost in voices shouting to be heard…

William Alexander Percy (via awritersruminations)

You can’t stop time. You can’t capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down.

The Memory Keeper’s Daughter, Kim Edwards (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)

Music While Drowning

egonschiele:

There were moments when the black river
put a yoke on all my powers.
I saw the small waters large
and the gentle shores steep and high.
Turning, I fought
and heard the waters within me,
the good and beautiful black waters—
then I breathed golden strength again.
The river flowed, rigid and stronger.

Egon Schiele

Rococo Black Tea Set 

Scandia Home: Antalya Towel & Bath Collection 

because you can’t go wrong with ultra-luxe Turkish cotton

agenerousdesigner:

Horsetail Firefall (via Wiggum03)

“Horsetail Falls is a small seasonal waterfall that only appears in late winter and early spring. It flows over the east side of El Capitan, so as a backdrop it has one of the most impressive walls of granite in the entire park. Then – only for part of February, and only when the sky is clear – the very last sunrays of the day selectively linger on the falls, lighting it up with a golden glow that makes the water look like lava.”

One of these days I’ll get to Yosemite.

fuckyeaheyegasms:

Stars Al-Hada نجوم الهدا (via Abdullah Al-faggar لاللكم ونعم للكيŠ)

Beautiful.

It’s more than habitual.

I caught myself this morning holding a nifty pyramid teabag containing PG Tips tea over a cup next to some boiling water. You see, I’ve been making a cup of tea for this British man every morning for the past several weeks. However, he’s not here today, he’s away, and so no one is going to drink it. I put the teabag back in the box and used the water to make more coffee in my french press.

I first thought, “wow, I’ve got a tea-making habit now,” but I realize that this gesture, making a cup of something warm and reminiscent of home for someone who’s taken a huge leap of faith to be with me, is not merely a habit. It’s more than routine, it’s part of me now.

Cheers to always having a reason to brew those PG Tips. Nah, cheers to love. Cheers to having the life that allows you to love. Cheers to you, James.

Francois Rabelais. He was a poet. And his last words were “I go to seek a Great Perhaps.” That’s why I’m going. So I don’t have to wait until I die to start seeking ‘a Great Perhaps.’

- John Green, Looking for Alaska

(via hewn)

(via thehermitage)

Please don’t wait to die to seek your “Great Perhaps” - start seeking it now if you haven’t already.

You are here for a purpose. There is no duplicate of you in the whole world. There has never been, there never will be. You were brought here now to fill a certain need. Take time to think that over.

Lou Austin (via: elicec) (via quote-book)

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