violentwavesofemotion:

“Sometimes there are no words to help one’s courage. Sometimes you just have to jump. When a life is too controlled, there becomes less and less life to control.”

Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from  “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992

writtensecretsonparchment:

“Forests have secrets, it’s practically what they’re for. To hide things. To separate one world from another.”

— Catherynne M. Valente, ‘Deathless’

(via serpentandstang)

lifeinpoetry:

Give us back that simple guilt,
that red ache that came from lying
to our mothers. Look at you,
luxuriating in the bathwater of shame.
It’s lovely, isn’t it, to pity yourself
your unconscionable choices, to look
in the mirror at your doe eyes,
your mouths ripe and pitiably slack?

Catherine Pierce, from “Poem to the Girls We Were,” The Girls of Peculiar

Jake!

Jake!

(Source: epicine)

quotespile:

“The end is in the beginning and lies far ahead.”

— Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man

weltenwellen:

“It’s not the weight you carry but how you carry it – books, bricks, grief – it’s all in the way you embrace it, balance it, carry it when you cannot, and would not, put it down.”

— Mary Oliver, from “Heavy”, published in “Thirst: Poems

makruh:

“If pain can purify the heart, mine will be pure.”

Mary Shelley, from “Mathilda,” originally published c. October 1812
(via violentwavesofemotion)

fuckyeahvintage-retro:
“ soda cans produced between 1930’s to 1970’s
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fuckyeahvintage-retro:

soda cans produced between 1930’s to 1970’s

like-fairy-tales:
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