"life has many ways of testing a person’s will – either by having nothing happen at all, or by having everything happen at once."
- [paulo coelho] (via aciarleglio)
(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via aciarleglio)
"Life is a pilgrimage to nowhere, from nowhere to nowhere. And between these two nowheres is the Now-Here."
- Osho (via nirvikalpa)
(Source: harrychillboy, via fernsandmoss)
“To forgive others one more time is to create one more blessing for yourself.”
"I think it happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that friends you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on."
- Nicholas Sparks (via knobby-protrusions)
"You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken."
-
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
(via sunrec)
(via artpropelled)
GPOY
(Source: pushthemovement, via generationalloss)
I like drinking tea in the bath because I can see how fast I can drink it and it doesn’t matter if I spill it down my chin.
Cold Beer in the hot shower = the good life.
(Source: liverdisaster)
"It’s the hardest work in the world to be who we actually are when we hardly know who or what that is."
- Jon Kabat-Zinn (via steve-kim)
"We take notes, or make journeys: emptiness! emptiness! We become scholars, archaeologists, historians, doctors, cobblers, people of taste. What good of all that? Where is the heart, the verve, the sap?"
- Gustave Flaubert
