We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension,...– Anaïs Nin (via julie911)
I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain...– Anaïs Nin (via julie911)
muscovite: We lay our words like tenuous plats, build a bridge over its unsinkable depth: Not a sea of longing, but the brack of wanting what’s physical to help us forget we are physical. - Cate Marvin, from “The Condition”
There are so many moments to remember and sometimes I think that maybe we’re not...– Markus Zusak (via dondante)
Chuck Klosterman: 85% of a True Story
We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is...
Top 10 Myths about Introverts →
Top 10 Myths about Introverts Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk. This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days. Myth #2 –…
Lawyer: "Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?"
Lawyer: "Did you check for blood pressure?"
Lawyer: "Did you check for breathing?"
Lawyer: "So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?"
Lawyer: "How can you be so sure, Doctor?"
Witness: "Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar."
Lawyer: "But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?"
Witness: "Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere."
--from a real court transcript
By the time I went to college I realized to my horror that “maturity” meant...– Daniel Pinchbeck (via lesfantomes)
temporisinfinito: it’s moments like this- you can feel it happening- that you grow transformed partly into something else strange and unimaginable- so when death comes it can only take part of you - Charles Bukowski
dondante: because you’re an island and i don’t know how to swim.