“Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars… and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful. Everything is simply happy. Trees are happy for no reason; they are not going to become prime ministers or presidents and they are not going to become rich and they will never have any bank balance. Look at the flowers - for no reason. It is simply unbelievable how happy flowers are.”—Osho (via aysula)
When you finish reading a book and yes, it has a glorious and wonderful ending but your heart is still ripped out of your chest, stomped on, re-filled with angst fluid then stapled back in because BASICALLY it's like a really close friend just died suddenly.
“Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are cultivated. For these there are hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.”—Oscar Wilde (via insideadreamersmind)
As you can probably tell, I haven’t been very active on this blog lately. It’s mostly been because I’ve been preoccupied with university stuff for basically the duration of my holidays, and since I’m actually starting uni and a week or so I will likely be even more preoccupied with it then.
So, I’m sorry for being such a crappy blog-runner and this is my official statement of hiatus so I have an excuse for not being around much.
Well, yeah, thank you for sticking around and hopefully continuing to stick around. I’ll still be coming on here just not as often as I used to. (Also if you see more activity on my other blog than this one I swear I’m not playing favourites; it’s just that the queue’s longer on that one!)
“There is a trend in media for strong women who are outwardly so. They are witty, snarky, toned, and know how to hold a gun. The role model being pushed is that of the ultimate woman. It’s progress – I wouldn’t trade River Song for a hundred people from Hollywood’s past – but there’s a silent repercussion, a fortification of the idea that women have to be twice as accomplished to be considered half as good, to deserve this screen time at all. They are always extraordinary, always the one in a million. Importantly, there’s no variety – only one mould to fit ourselves into. A great mould, yes, but not if you don’t fit into it.”—The Real Woman: Why Molly Hooper Is The One Who Counts (via literarynerd)
“You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day’s wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you.”—
“You should never read just for ‘enjoyment.’ Read to make yourself smarter! Less judgmental. More apt to understand your friends’ insane behavior, or better yet, your own. Pick ‘hard books.’ Ones you have to concentrate on while reading. And for god’s sake, don’t let me ever hear you say, ‘I can’t read fiction. I only have time for the truth.’ Fiction is the truth, fool! Ever hear of ‘literature’? That means fiction, too, stupid.”—John Waters (via millionsmillions)
“Of course anyone who truly loves books buys more of them than he or she can hope to read in one fleeting lifetime. A good book, resting unopened in its slot on a shelf, full of majestic potentiality, is the most comforting sort of intellectual wallpaper.”—David Quammen (via prettybooks)
“For me, reading is so much more. Books teach you how other people think, and what they’re feeling, and how they change from ordinary beings to extraordinary ones. Often they are so appealing and intelligent, you’d rather spend time reading about them than doing anything else.”—Jennifer Kaufman (via booksandnerds)