Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
-Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
-Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”
-Christina Rossetti, from "Echo", The Complete Poems
The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947
“She turned to me and said, “hold me”. So I dropped the world I had been holding and picked her up with both hands.”
-Zachary K Douglas
From Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another by Jan Heller Levi
11/08. Got drenched while coming back home
Never loved rain more than today.
-Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Brenna twohy from Swallowtell //Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
We heal up through being loved, and through loving others. We don't heal by forming a secret society of one - by assessing about the only other 'one' we might admit, and being doomed to disappointment.
Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
21 /07/23
Life is confusing
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
Oh how painful it is to realise how much I love you and to look at your charming eyes just to realise they don't have the love for me anymore