All these traces of his life seemed to seize hold of him and say to him: ‘No,...– Levin, Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy (via creatingaquietmind)
Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafs a...– Nothing Gold Can Stay - Robert Frost (via creatingaquietmind)
So much to say but I can’t seem to say it. Things feel flat, groundless, plain, and dark.
Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk...– Miranda July I will be rolling out the carpets, so I can’t say I didn’t try.