The desire to write grows with writing.
- Desiderius Erasmus. (via idreamofmarley)
If you think pubic hair on a woman is unnatural or weird, you aren’t mature enough to be touching vaginas.
Fiction is the only way i can begin to twist my lying memories into something true.
- John Green (via heyimsophieh)
The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.
- 1984, George Orwell (via lionskeleton)
faith is not a genre of music; faith is what you believe, rock n’ roll is what we play.
- Jerome Fontamillas of Switchfoot (via musicshuffle)
When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home
- The Outsiders (via welcometobreaktownn)
If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.
- Lemony Snicket (via wordsthat-speak)
For the longest time, it felt kind of like my chest was cracking open, but not precisely in an unpleasant way.
- Quentin Jacobsen, Paper Towns by John Green (via vulnerableideas)
The way sadness works is one of the strange riddles of the world. If you are stricken with a great sadness, you may feel as if you have been set aflame, not only because of the enormous pain, but also because your sadness may spread over your life, like smoke from an enormous fire. You might find it difficult to see anything but your own sadness, the way smoke can cover a landscape so that all anyone can see is black. You may find that if someone pours water all over you, you are damp and distracted, but not cured of your sadness, the way a fire department can douse a fire but never recover what has been burnt down.
- Lemony Snicket (via arcobalenii)