But I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.
Nothing builds self-esteem and self-confidence like accomplishment.
Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with feelings.
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Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou (via baby-goth)
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I’ve never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart.
Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.
Generally, by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.
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“The Velveteen Rabbit” by Margery Williams (via julie911)
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Most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
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Sylvia Plath (via blua)
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