lunar phases

Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin (via observando)


Think my heart just skipped a beat

Like i  can taste them.

Tattoo done by Chad Lenjer.

Learn to value yourself, which means: fight for your happiness.

Ayn Rand (via observando)

Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.

Bertrand Russell, The Conquest of Happiness (via observando)

How. How do I get to this point?

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I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.

Samuel Beckett; “Waiting for Godot” (via ohfairies)

 Easter Elephants c. 1937

To communicate through silence is a link between the thoughts of man.

Marcel Marceau (via purplebuddhaproject)