Isn't it ironic that we spend so much time thinking about the past and so little dreaming about the infinate potentials of the future. Goodnight all, remember that you are all unique and each of you is special. Wishing you all happiness and peace. Night everyone.
“For pain words are lacking. There should be cries, cracks, fissures, whiteness passing over chintz covers, interference with the sense of time, of space ; the sense also of extreme fixity in passing objects ; and sounds very remote and then very close ; flesh being gashed and blood sparting, a joint suddenly twisted - beneath all of which appears something very important, yet remote, to be just held in solitude.”—Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via rimbonmeth)
“Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.”—Erica Jong (via myquotelibrary)