That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via girlwithoutwings)
Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.
— Lemony Snicket (via langleav)
Have you ever had that feeling? That you’d like to go to a whole different place and become a whole different self?
— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via itisallbrokennow)
You have to decide who you are and force the world to deal with you, not with its idea of you.
— James Baldwin (via ladyvenoms)
I wish I wrote the way I thought
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
— H. Jackson Brown Jr. (via thereal-one)
Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the ones that have been told to you.
— Maya Angelou (via creatingaquietmind)
Troubles are urgent. They ask for direct action. … By contrast, worries often say more about the worrier than about the world. … So, addressing money worries should be quite different from dealing with money troubles. To address our worries we have to give attention to the pattern of thinking (ideology) and to the scheme of values (culture) as these are played out in our won individual, private existences.