This year i will try to not get pissed at people for treating me like a walking...– Copywriter (via agencyresolutions)
Take voyages. Attempt them! There is nothing else.– Tennessee Williams
For each new morning with its light, for rest and shelter of the night, for...– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via chialyn)
An oldie, but a goodie:
“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a little better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because...
Responsibility to yourself means refusing to let others do your thinking,...– (via hippiehippieheart)
Some people forget that love is tucking you in and kissing you “Good night” no matter how young or old you are Some people don’t remember that love is listening and laughing and asking questions no matter what your age Few recognize that love is commitment, responsibility no fun at all unless Love is You and me
Sonnet XXXIV (You are the daughter of the sea) by...
You are the daughter of the sea, oregano’s first cousin. Swimmer, your body is pure as the water; cook, your blood is quick as the soil. Everything you do is full of flowers, rich with the earth. Your eyes go out toward the water, and the waves rise; your hands go out to the earth and the seeds swell; you know the deep essence of water and the earth, conjoined in you like a formula for clay....
Advice to Myself by Louise Erdrich
Leave the dishes. Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor. Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster. Throw the cracked bowl out and don’t patch the cup. Don’t patch anything. Don’t mend. Buy safety pins. Don’t even sew on a button. Let the wind have its way, then the earth that invades as dust...
Never think that someone knows what’s best for you. Trust your way and...– Maria Shriver (‘To my 15-year-old self’: Things I wish I’d known)
The Summer Day by Mary Oliver
Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean- the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down- who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she...
Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I...– Walt Whitman
I could never rescue you All you ever wanted But I could never rescue you No...