Oh shut up. Every time it rains, it stops raining. Every time you hurt, you heal. After darkness, there is always light and you get reminded of this every morning but still you choose to believe that the night will last forever. Nothing lasts forever. Not the good or the bad. So you might as well smile while you’re here.
We all have two lives. The second one starts when we realize that we only have one.
— Tom Hiddleston (via daydreamsandsex)
Thiago Soares and Melissa Hamilton, Kenneth MacMillan’s Las Hermanas. The Royal Ballet 2012/13, rehearsal and performance.
Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams. You may fancy yourself safe and think yourself strong. But a chance tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had once loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line from a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had ceased to play… I tell you, that it is on things like these that our lives depend.
We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.
— Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (via rosemoons)
… Very simple really…
If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.