She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.
— Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things (via creatingaquietmind)
You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.
Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.
— danielle laporte (via realdwntomars)
drunk with the great starry
likeness, image of
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.
— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via chazkeats)
— Hannah Sofia
an illusion, a dewdrop, a bubble
a dream, a cloud, a flash of lightning
view all created things like this.
— Red Pine, The Diamond Sutra